There they were
Dancing through the darkness,
Laughing at the moon.

There she was,
Her features glinting in the half-light
Reflected in his gleaming eyes.

There he was,
Twirling her around his arms
Like the ebb and flow of a tide.

Worshippers of night,
They glanced at the sun as he spilt his light
Over the horizon, and fled.

Person, friend, we hang about
Maybe too much, day in day out.
Night in night out, its now routine
We can't turn off like a machine.
I wish I could just flick a switch
And not seem like I'm being a *****.
But maybe space is what we need
Until desires elsewhere can feed.
And lie about we will all day,
No doubt at night we'll likely stay
But company is good from friends
And more than just a means to ends.

Down we go, dutifully down.
Our faces only wear a frown
Or emotionless they crash and fall,
Because real feelings are so small.
Who cares, right?
Who gives a ****?
We do, we care. Oh what bad luck.

A shadow of Doubt creeps up behind.
We don’t intend to be unkind,
But unaware of what it means
We blunder through and tear the seams.
We’re sorry, ok?
Are we to blame?
The truth, we fear, will bear our name.

Oh we, oh why, a blissful blunder
Has yet again turned into thunder.

Her lips lingering millimeters from yours,
Aching to close the gap.
Her breath tickling your chin so timidly,
Waiting to be snatched away.
Her eyes burning, dilated, seeing more of you
Than you willingly expose.
Tension.

You pull her in, pull her close, hold her there.
Every inch of you is touching,
Tingling.
Anticipating.

And so together you understand that love
Is a true possibility.
If not for now, not for this her and him,
Then for later, another.
Aware.

I thought I’d stopped but I haven’t,
Thought I’d moved on.
I’d become a better self, strong,
Stopped punishing myself for my thoughts -
But it turns out that’s all wrong.
I should be more aware that I
Haven’t escaped from the way that I am
And perhaps it’s impossible to do so alone.
I’m in need of help,
Sorry for asking.

Your heavy head,
My heavy heart.
Your too-long tongue,
And too short start
In life that was but 5 years long.
I won't believe that now you're gone.

Your greeting tail's
A silly length
So you must wag
With all your strength.
Your eyes filled up with hopefullness
Of love returned to you by guests.

Our mountain lion,
Our baby pup,
You've gone from here.
We're all cut up,
We love you so, we always will.
To have you here was such a thrill.
This love we shared with friends as well,
Our snuffly, snorting, smooshy girl.

See pets are best,
They understand,
No matter what
They hold your hand.
They sit with you
When no-one's there,
They've been with you
Through all despair.

Taz, I miss you everywhere.

I like poetry - I'm a fan,
Sounds illegitimate, but really I am.
Some of it rhyming, some of it not,
Some of it full of the feelings we've got.
I like it quite lyrical, sometimes satirical,
And yes, I'm aware it's much less than a miracle,
But I hear you lay beats and over the top
You rhyme like professionals - really top-notch.
Not being sarcastic, I'm really impressed,
And if I had more then I'd likely invest.
Sadly life ain't so easy,
Much less than breezy,
You do more than just please me,
Please resist the urge to tease me.
I respect you for more than your rhyming
'Cos poetry's about much more than timing.