Who am I to
Question you
About love and
What you do.
I need to rethink
Shut my mouth
Or this relationship
Will go oh so south.
Jealousy has hit
My tiny brain
It’s there twenty four seven
Driving me insane.
Help me my darling
To silence these thoughts
So our harmony won’t
Get cut short.

Faraway woman
With faraway eyes
Please come closer
And make me cry,
Faraway woman
With tender touch
Faraway woman
I want to fall in love.
Faraway woman
I sense you are kind
Your scent of a woman
Just blows my mind.

She’s got the look
The image just right,
She’s got the look
Intelligent so bright.
She’s got the look
Heart of gold
She’s got the look
Always hot never cold
She’s got the look
Bucketfuls of humour
She had the look
She died of a
brain tumour

There’s flames
In your tears
Barbwire in
your heart,
Your words
Are so hurtful
I must find
Away to part.
Your gate is
Always open
It’s there to
Welcome
me in,
But then all
The lies and hurt
It’s growing
rather thin.
Stuck in a trap
A catch 22
There’s flames
In your tears
But what can I do.

I am your Bonny
You are my Clyde
Together forever
Side by side .
Take to the highways
Travel through towns
Run with the ups
Push away the downs.
We will sleep under
The stars look up
At the moon
Greet every sunrise
As if the light in the room.
We will dance the meadows
Sing to the hills
Everyday we will blossom
With the people we ****.

Sitting on a branch
High upon a tree
I am wondering
Upon my own
Sexuality.
Am I going to
Be pigeon holed
Why can’t I
Just be me.
Problem is not me
It’s ******* society.

We tell each other stories
About our past glories
Some are heroic
Some stupidly inane
Some are about love
suffering and pain.
We tell each other
Lots of truths
and plenty of lies
Some make us laugh
Some make us cry,
Some hit a nerve
And then you ask why.
Stories make us smile
Some stories make you weep
If there not interesting
You can always fall to sleep.