You came into my life so unexpectedly.  
The world gives us pleasant surprises, evidently.
In a life of shadows, you are a new light shining into me.
Like a flourishing canopy of trees hanging over me; you are my serendipity.  

Your warmth is at the surface of your skin; my heart is just beating too quick.  
You catch the race and calm me down, like words unspoken, we are unbound. 

I trace your skin, slowly trying to savor this sensation.
Your aura is a thriving glow, a never-ending vibration. 
You stare into my eyes like there is nothing in between us.  
Worlds apart but ties entangled within each other embark.
No walls exist with a connection of two souls like this.
  
Your eyes and my eyes laying together; locked within a bonded gaze.
As my mind and your mind are slipping from consciousness, we begin to fade.
Sleeping now, words are never needed to understand your ways.    

I can only hold you in this moment, with hope you never leave.  
I know everything is temporary, but you've always been a tease.
Everything i have ever desired right before my eyes, loose ends start to feel tied.
Every wrong turn seems like a lie; i was lead straight to you my oh, my.

In your hands my mind can only expand.

For however many seconds with you the universe has blessed upon me,  
I will twirl with the sands of time as the petals of daisies fall from my hands.  
Does he love me? Does he love me not? In a fresh garden, here in this ***.

I am sprouting up intertwining my roots with yours.
Flowers must not be mistaken for less; you Caimen,  
(the wildest wildflower of them all) are so much more.

(s.m.)

friday night and i'm drowning
sweating and struggling to find the right air for my lungs
you look straight through me

and i feel like calypso
but you pulled at me with blue-veined hands
through white sand and concrete
and this is where i leave you
lips bleeding, your only loyalty to blue velvet sky

we outgrew the fort where we played lovers
still sitting inside, our heads bumping against the ceiling
plates and forks too small
and every time the clock ticks to five i think of you
striding through that door like a giant in a house of fine things

once we thought we wanted to be the greatest
and then we settled for something a few stories down
stopped wishing for skating across wood floors in socks
stopped planting lace for flowers and a sunday preacher
instead we settled for cold dinners and dead peonies in teacups

clutching pillow, laughing
turn the sound off and it looks like i'm screaming
and you're screaming too but for completely different reasons
by lamplight on creaky bed frame with a lone car zooming into the skylight

you were my moon&sun;&stars;
and for you i was the person who knew how to put your stars into constellations
i was a drowning mermaid
something seeming impossible but dangerously real at dawn's light
hands poking through teal-grey surf, clawing clawing

you stepped back and looked down, horrified and delighted
and i stopped being a mermaid and became a gold necklace
a hand adjusting that gold necklace, cool to touch on the nape
with my art school hair and sideways monday never smile

i fought through hell for you
i went through screaming at the top of my lungs
and came out on the other side, trailed by hideous, dark things

i sat on the sand
looking at the gold in my hand and thinking about how it looked bigger the last time i saw it

tonight i died
yesterday is a pebble crushed under my heel
but in time i will rise and fly backwards
swallowing deadly creatures whole, olive eyed and free
drinking rose petals and milk and bursting through brick

ashes become wind and wind blows through hollow tree
i will love again
but this time it will be me

I feel lonely.
And thats very hard to admit.
Though there's always people just out of reach, I am always seemingly lonely.
The people who I tell this to all promise they are there an never beyond my finger tips.
And yet I am lonely.
The wish to just sneak away an leave this world behind is always tucked in plain sight in my mind.
But The fear of those who would hurt there after is worse then the desired pain of the impact. The problem lies within the thought if I die. Are any of the problems solved? Am I any less alone,
Or have I just forced That pain onto the ones who clame to be Within grasp. But if they are to be So near. when I drop towards the ground arms wide ready to leave this all behind will they notice in time to hold out there arms and catch me.
Or will they only see the stain of a smile That once wore proudly across my face.
Not realising in time that it had faded to nothing but a memory I was unable to pry back from my soul.
Would they unknowingly stand by as I didn't dare cry. But hold my head high as I bid goodbye, would I no longer feel lonely if I was in heaven with you.

Write a Clerihew:
It’s easy to do.
Two rhyming couplets of any length:
Short and simple, that’s its strength.

Remember Johnny Giles
A player with all the wiles.
In midfield he did scheme:
For Leeds he was a dream.

Nicole Scherzinger,
What a messenger.
A Friend so loyal,
Regally royal.

Oh Nick Clegg,
Why did you have to beg
For a Tory-led Coalition,
Sending the Lib-Dems into Perdition?

(PS) All hail be to great Don Newton,
Always had a winning solution.
Played table tennis with flashing blade,
A Legend that will never fade.

Paul Butters