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Sing me a song without any music
Cook me a feast without any taste
Touch me without any feeling
Look at me without any chaste.

Draw me with smoke
See me with touch
Whisper me words
Caress me in your clutch.

Ignore me at your peril
Acknowledge me at mine
Sculpt me in your body
As you and I entwine.
© JLB
02/02/2020
10:15 GMT
I wondered today if anyone was recording in high definition this World in caution? kisses banned, so’s holding hands, but wash your hands a lot or you might miss to ‘Out that ****’d spot’.

How apt, a spot, a circle, a corona, isn’t that a beer? Let’s all now cheer for key workers, clap for nurses the NHS, let’s forget what started this mess, was it China? A pangolin? A Mandarin?

Conspiracy theories abound, they’re all doing the rounds, oh look it snuck back in, abound, around, they’re all circular sounds, circle back to the start, wash your hands.....’Out that ****’d spot’.
© JLB
15/05/2020
20:41 BST
In my dark days of pain every day was the same, every week I was drunk and messed up on skunk. In the dark days of my emotions drinking mad men's potions wracked with guilt and self pity thoughts of moving to another city, but better the devil my dad used to say, I wish he were sat here beside me today.       He gave me strength when I was weak and gave me memories and love to keep. Another thing he used to say was if I could put my head on your shoulders we'd go a long way. So when I get angry and try to control the rage I just remember my dad and turn the page.
Taxi stranger please
Forgive my eyes for wondering around your temple, for such beauty has rendered me speechless, for such beauty should be a crime 😊. You could be the reason why I use taxis forever... in the faith of meeting you once moređŸ€—
let’s make a fairytale, you will be beauty and I will be beast.one can only wonder if such beauty reflects the inner beautyđŸ€”?
I hope you are waiting like Rapunzel  to let down your heart and I will be the princess to promise to catch it and take care of it.
I don’t believe in love at first sight But you got me writing this words at first sight 😊
 Sep 2020 Imran Islam
Anne denada
A place of nurture
A home for living
Millions of colures, textures & shapes
Sparkling fireflies, crystal snow flakes.

Mother, accepts all
Constantly reseeds and fertilizes
Sends sun showers, winds and rain drops
Responds, tempers her wildly children.

Storms, blizzards, heat waves
Clear waters, unique rolling waves
Oceans of history
Yet to be unravelled.

Man often slow to learn
Change is inevitable
Choices mandatory
Often abdicating his glory.

Patience is a well worn path
Where struggles stretch to inner strength
Safety born from fear
Our own worst enemy.

Beauty is our true Nature
Trees, vegetation, flowers
Mountains, lakes, rivers
Our reminders

Laugh, sing, dance
Laugh, sing, dance.
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