my stretch marks show I've grown,
but my mind
also indicates,
that I've been through a shift.

I have so much depth to me,
I’m sorry if I made you drown

Why are you hiding
Your hand in your pocket
When mine is here
Ready to encase yours.
I’m safer than a pouch,
So why don’t you just
Let your hand out.

I’ll never forget,
How I cried
When I opened the flood gates to my heart
And you sat opposite
And laughed.

How can you carry on
filling someone’s else’s cup,
When yours is running empty,
And hasn’t been tended to in so long.






       Please give some affection back to me

The breaths in my throat,
Are stuck like waves lapping at
The sides of a boat,
Willing to be pushed out to shore,

My heart has been stopping,
Then racing,
Like ores on the surface,
Determined to win a race.

My mind,
Has been the *******,
That tangles and kills sea life
And poisons swimmers.

I have become lost,
In theses vast seas,
Just thinking of the amount,
I haven’t explored,
Gives me
So much
A N X I E T Y

The hinges of my arms
Will open like doors for you,

My mouth
Your welcome mat,

Hang your troubles on your back
Upon my shoulders,
Let me bear the weight.

Light the fire in
My tummy, hug me
And we will both be warmed,

Open up my windows
And I will air our thoughts,

My chest is a perfect cushion,
Where your head gently moulds,
Just stop and rest upon me
And let yourself unfold,

           . . .

So why don’t you slip your key in again,
The spare one, that matches mine.
See what you may unlock,

For I am what will house you,
When the world spits you out,
I will always be your shelter,

The place you can
Kick your shoes off and stretch your feet
For I am always here,
Saving you a seat.

In this home,
There will forever be,
A fire burning,
Windows open,
Doors ajar,

No matter how long you’ve travelled,
Or however near
Or far.

This home will always be here,
Eyes glowing,
Waiting for that key twist
In her door.

my mind tangles like
locket necklaces,
i am constantly seeking their
paths,

   i'm not too sure
   how to explain
   what is tucked snug in these
   silver traps

but when i pry them from their tight clasp,
photos from my past,
and thoughts of the present, tumble free,
before snapping closed once more,
but they always catch a part of me.

     these confused gold veins in my mind
     tangle and their hearts snap closed
     in a single beat,
     and
     i wonder
     why i ever opened up
     at all.

people who say,
it takes time to change,
don't tell the truth,

because the woman in the sky
always alters,
and that there, is proof.

Time soothes me,
it rounds me like her face.

it's sound is the beat,
that synchronises with mine.

the hands hold me,
so I stand,
the tick of time.

If they don't care about your worries,
They don't care about you.

I'm not pretty,
but oh ****,
when I'm with you,
you make me feel it.

thank you
For being the one
shard of light,
in my cracked grey sky,
for pushing the world around
and pumping my heart
to beat
beat,


beat,
when this world crumbled
and everyone else
depleet.
you
seemed to find me,
hold me
pulled me to my feet

The death of you
Is unpicking
All of the stitches
I've sewn up

And the wounds
Are being rubbed
In coarse salt.
Punishing me
For ever forgetting about them.

Spending five days
And four nights
With the love of my life
Is not enough
When I want to spend eternity
In his arms

A poem,
it's more than
line punches
between words,

a catalyst for emotion,
it longs for your practice,
devotion.


It's the twist in your tongue,
that you want to untie.

It's a log of your thoughts,
that need no rhythm
no rhyme.

As nouns don't always match,
and verbs don't always belong.

but this poem is yours,
it's your voice,
your story,
ideas,
your song.

Maybe these blues will never get shook,
maybe this darkness will loom
wherever I look.

Maybe it'll shroud my every step,
maybe it will always be in my core,
my every depth.

But maybe I'll keep up straight,
maybe this time I won't drown.

or
maybe,
it will
push
me
down.

I reached for you in the night,
but you weren't there,
just the memory of the shape of you,
and the imaginary tickle of your hair.

Your touch imprinted on me,
the warmth of your hands
a comfort to my aching skin,
I wanted you there to touch me from within.

I stretched for you to hold me,
and pull, pull in tight,
but instead I grabbed my pillow,
but the feel, it's not right.

I smelt you,
it drifted over my dreams,
I felt your hands,
slipping off my seams.

I thought you were near,
here in my bed,
but when I woke you weren't there,
and darling, the tears, how they shed.

lets share the Moon,
Time it just right,
Both look up in unison,
To bask in his light,

Oh man up there,
Tell mine I love him,
And tell him to say it back,

For Moon you connect us,
And tie our days
In a knot.

oh Moon, I'm jealous.
You get to look upon him each day,
Please send a message,

Write it in your dust,
Where I know he'll read,
Moon, moon please may you say,

"She loves you she loves you,
More than I glow,
Like I and the stars, she will never go,
Always there, up in the sky,
She's here,
For every second that passes by"

And each night,
We will both look up in the night,
And the comfort of him knowing,
Will cradle me tight.

My heart is the cradle,
for all you give,
oh the love you have,
it makes me live!

My heart is the cradle,
rocking back and forth,
as you pour more
of your passion in.

My heart is your heart,
and doesn't it trip,
the cradle tips,
and your love seeps in.

the words I have,
express more than a thousand poems could,
but I can't string them together,
and you know I would.

the love I have,
is seldom felt,
but I'm so careful with yours,
clutching each passion,
you've adoringly dealt.

the peace I have,
I want to spread,
and you're the start,
my world is a patch work,
and you're every thread.

the freedom I have,
as I drift and I find,
but to you, from now until forever.
I will always bind.

you are golden,
like the sun on the sea,
you ride through me.

as the rays on a dusty window,
you shine, you shine,
reaching, making yours mine.

orange and dewy,
shine through canopies,
the warmth, your warmth,
it's growing inside me.

your body is uncontainable,
each dream you have,
attainable.

your eyes are encapsulating,
don't worry,
there's no harm in waiting.

nothing is ever too difficult,
don't let anyone put
your heart on halt.

you're stronger than a flame,
more relentless than one too,
I promise sister,
you can be anything,
have whatever,
become what you do.

cover yourself up,
or just let go,
steady, steady,
your life is in perfect flow.

I'm a path with no end,
But it's a route planned out,
A road with no turnings,
No exits or roundabouts.

I really feel I lost it,
In a great big tidal wave,
I really feel I forgot it,
To the world I became enslaved.

I really feel my mind had chipped,
My thoughts arid and dried,
I felt no idea of mine,
Could stretch very far or wide.

There's so much I reach for,
But it's all out my grasp.

I've counted my stars,
and they all wish me luck,
I place them in my waistband,
neatly I tuck.

I've counted my stars,
they say they love you too,
they wink at me,
just as you do.

I've counted my stars,
and there are an infinite amount,
they fall in my pocket,
and I carry them around,

because they make me fly high,
like you do,
but they're here when you're not about.

I'm swimming,
wading through in my breath,
a sail ship at the back of my throat,
the sails tickling,
making me boke,

the waves, the waves,
they just keep coming,
dirtying me with their salty grit,

creeping creeping,
into my lungs,
hush,
be quiet,
my little one.

by the candle light,
when all is dead,
in the night,
shadows creep past,
they flicker on walls,
each of them refuse to pass,
pick at my skin with tools,
I question, I question,
under the moon,
will everything always be,
like an upside down,
warped reflection,
on a battered tea spoon

a flutter a flutter,
between my hips,
gentle gentle,
like five thousang sailing ships.

oars dragging through,
leaving marks against me,
flutter flutter,
I love you says he.

butterflies butterflies,
they continue to grow,
they're tapping my heart,
my chest is aglow.

twisting and flying,
tunneling in my vein,
you're the blood pumping through,
butter bug, you've left a stain.

A strawberry red one,
on my collar bone,
gentle as you land there,
flutter flutter,
oh my, you have grown.

If you were a mountain,
I'd clamber to your rocky peak,
giddy in the air up there,
No piece of your heath
I'd wish to tweak.

If you were a preacher
I'd listen intent,
Each noun so prounounced,
Hands pressed together,
on the floor, bent.

If you are the sunshine,
I'll dismiss all the shade,
In search, as if to find,
I'd stare into you,
Willing to go blind.

If you were a house,
I would live in you,
lavish each little nook,
Turn all the lights to full,
Illuminated, like a child's story book.

don't suppose for a moment,
That you're not the seven seas,
paddle through you in my row boat,
Touching, glide with ease.

the rain is controlled,
with a whip,
it's being cast up,
spun,
twirled then hit.

it's thrown against glass,
dew drops in my hair,
the soft touch on my skin,
I stroke them off, upmost care.

joins with the sea,
a seamless stream,
silver and frothing,
home to the bream.

plenty of fish,
and I've got my catch,
needed no bate,
my heart on a latch.

I'll love you forever,
in this whirl,
we're the drops that chase,
on car windows we swirl.

you're keeping warm,
passed this hurricane,
August, October, September, November,
catching my rain.

she sprints through the grass,
where the blades won't harass,

the gentle wheat crops against her skin
running fast, they tickle her shin.

galloping, chasing, like a gazelle,
rays of sun caress, enchanting dark skin with spell.

curvaceous body with no care,
lovely lady, as free as her hair.

she grabs at the violets, press to her face,
indestructible woman, found her place.

jiggling, wobbling, dancing with joy,
this here woman, life is her toy.

she moulds it and holds it as she changes to sprint,
the sadness in here bares no hint.

curly hair, heritage rich,
this bird here, unpicked every stitch.

she stops, she stops, at the edge,
scrambles scrambles stopping before ledge.

jiggling juggling, in the ****,
she dances around, no want to intrude.

escapee, escapee, that's what she's become,
and oh now, she feels like the only one.

boundless beauty, encased with dark lattice scars,
her body contains a bounty of stars.

no shape can hold her,
no one can tame, encase,
no hands can hold her,
more valuable than lace.

I crave you more,
than the sunshine marmalade,
want you more than,
the childhood games,
of which I've played,
lust for you more,
than tide between toes,
need you more,
than the maple tree can grow,
wishing for you,
with no end,
every lucky penny,
I will spend,
watch from my window,
the clouds float along,
I want, lust need you,
for both of us, we belong.

you lavish like silk,
velvet to my cheek,
your body an oyster,
holding my pearl.

creased sheets,
clingy skin,
sticking like a love note,
magnet,
knotted string.

cool cool breeze,
blowing our candles,
hold on tight,
grip to my handles.

tangle you with lace,
our poses in memory foam,
our hands clamped together,
how could I feel alone?

I'm going to write I love you,
With the tide,
The ripples on my finger,
Watch me glide.

I've grown wings, fins,
Darling can't you see?
Way up here, it's what you've done to me.

I'll etch Mount Rushmore,
With your face,
Darling darling darling,
Catch my pace.

I'll blow rings with the clouds,
Loops of love,
The silver bounds.

I turn the light bulbs,
In the stars,
Make them shine,
You'll see them from Mars.

The water the sun
The earth, the flame,
All of them wild,
A love I can't tame.

You're my lucky charm,
Silver locket,
Heather in my pocket.

The twist of fingers,
For a promise,
A love so pure, forever honest.

we share a soul,
give our heart,
no distance,
will hold us apart.

I'll travel the dotted lines,
follow your veins,
the miles between,
shall never refrain.

I'll kiss you, caress you,
my arms stretch wide,
my passion for you,
not something to hide.

wear our rings,
gold silver bands,
never ending circles,
linking our hands.

your touch, your touch,
I need it so,
my partner for life,
I know, I know.

I found you, I've found you,
my golden man,
you and me,
let's conquer the land.

sunshine fella,
mine forever,
you and me,
let's ride together.

You've scooped me up,
in your caring hands,
touched me with a love,
no fool could withstand.

Held me close,
and held me tight,
you sweetheart,
are my love at first sight.

Share this longing,
in our bones,
in you my love,
I have found a home.

I want to write your name,
in the cliffs,
so when ships drive by,
they know I'm telling you this.

Sketch your face,
upon the path,
perfect jaw,
in scraggy grass.

paint your lips,
with the leaves,
as the tumble down,
kiss my cheek.

encapsulate your eyes,
in the drops of the fish pond,
when I fall in-
love we will bond.

Your heart freezes it over,
even snowflakes split,
water turns to splinters,
hard empty pit.

your initials have eroded,
your features worn with time,
the world seems to take,
all that should be mine.

I catch the stars as they fall from the sky,
Each of them is a sparkle of ‘why?’

I brush the space dust with a broom,
To tidy the hair of the man on the moon.

I catch satellites as they spin,
I knock on the planets, let. me. in.

I swipe the light into the black hole,
To show the deep deep cold.

My hand waves the gravity away,
As all weight fades fade fades.

peace, peace,
hummed the moon,
as she looked down upon you,

quiet, quiet,
hummed the stars,
as the dying ones whipped,
from up far.

hush now, hush now,
cried the planets,
who start to fragment.

easy, ease,
told to me,
by the lonely maple trees.

sleep now,
says mother, father,
child of the earth.

rest your head, hold your heart high,
said everything
beyond the sky.

Kiss me kiss me,
Hold me quick,
Before the candles are burnt out,
Have lost their wick.

Kiss me, kiss me,
Hold to me tight,
Touch me, touch me,
Do it right.

On moments,
Before I lose all that's sane,
Only seconds before I forget
All that was gained.

Love me love me
Love me fast
Passionate unruly
Like a spell cast.

Adore adore adore adore me,
With each last breath,
Cup my hands,
Take youth from my breast.

You pulled up the roots,
From in the ground,
Stirred the soil
Pruney palms browned.

Shredded the leaves,
Of the maple and pungent fern,
From my patience,
I wish you'd learn.

The patterns I follow,
Hands stretch for the crescent up there,
slowly steadily
creep with flair.

Rip off my shield,
With your blunted knife
Etch your heart
To your partner for life.

Oh look, oh dear there's a seam,
Pull at the stitches
In my skin,
Push fingernails to find my sunshine beam.

Oh here,
A little hole,
I push inside,
Scratching for my soul.

Oh dear we go,
Black bats under my eyes,
Little eyelashes,
Woven with lies.

Oh
Rip my nails off,
Push back skin springs,
Bite, bit,
Where do I begin.

I love you,
I'll love you,
If you strangle me to death,
Take from me, every last hope and breath.

Even if,
You grab my tongue,
Hold it in your palm,
Make me pinch myself on my unscathed arm.

Even if you,
Leave me,
Go kiss another girl,
Say that the thought of me wants to make you hurl.

Even if
you said you loathed me,
And ****** on all my dreams,
I would love you,
Til it burst me at my seams.

Even if
you told me,
To cut my hair short,
This is an admiration I wish to not abort.


If
And especially when,
When you take everything from me,
Never to return again.

I adored you before I knew,
You hummed Sinatra
In the bathroom.

Lusted when
I didn't know, you only
Accepted a flower in full bloom.

Loved before,
I knew you hated
Your nose.

I adored you before
You told me,
You needed sand between toes.


Before I found,
Your eyes watered when it was
A little too bright.

Before I knew,
You climbed trees when you were young,
Jumped, hoped you'd take flight.

I loved you
From the smirk in your faces,
And wrinkles in your brow.

I loved, I love you,
Even though you still ask
Me how?

These rotten sheets,
I curse and twist,
The spring leaps up,
Bites with a hiss.

This breeze block pillow,
I try to karate cut,
But the masonry stings,
The pain pours out.

The duck down duvet,
Nips at my toes,
Squealing black tongues,
As the birds inside rose.

The space below collects dust,
Luring in dead flies,
Their little buzzing legs,
Have become my lullabies