Doctor Doctor I've got an ache
have you a pill that I could take,
to cease this beating in my chest
to give me peace to let me rest.

It doesn't hurt no not as such,
it's just I long to feel her touch.
to taste her lips to smell her skin,
can you not see the state I'm in.

She is my drug my cigarette,
my alcohol my need to bet.
The air I breath the food I eat,
the very ground beneath my feet.

The first the last my ev'ry thought,
the web of dreams in which I'm caught.
The scent I love after a storm,
the way her kisses keep me warm.

On second thoughts doctor forget,
I ever came we ever met.
For it would seem she gives me pain,
because her love drives me insane.

So let me ache for you ... Alone,
and let my need of you be known.
My summer love my Autumn tryst
just know one thing... you're always missed.

My heart doth stall and falter so
when er' my love thou hath to go
and yet my pain I never show

for fear that I should hurt thee.

For thine Hazel eyes and Chestnut hair
and snow drop skin so white, so fair
doth at my heart and soul so tear

when er' thou don't believe me.


My mind doth wander so unhinged
and lips once cool now embers singed
that on your kisses quaffed and binged

so often and so freely

For  bitter cup pressed here to lips
as time once more from fingers slips
and or' my words my poor tongue trips
trying hard to tell thee

to tell you

to tell you what

to stay to never leave
to just for once me words believe
to see I seek not to deceive


But only here to love you

No walking on the grass
no batheing in the sun
no kites no dogs no ball games
no daring to have fun

No pictures no video
no painting rural scenes
No kissing and no cuddling
no toddlers and no teens

No picnics no ice cream
no drinks and no smokes
no reading and no learning
no adults or old folks

No music no dancing
no poets or mime
no playwrites or theatre
no honest use of time

No entry no exit
no trying to make light
no I am not joking
now get out of my sight.

When the butterflies sing, the angels cry
A sound so pure the flowers will sigh
The butterfly song is the beginning of spring
It happens each year when the butterflies sing

Though it's a voice not heard by human ears
The evidence is seen through the angel's tears
Accepted by all as the evening rain
Because a butterfly song is hard to explain

The music is made by the the butterfly's wings
But only nature itself hears the song it sings
It causes the flowers and the trees to sprout
And the birds and the bees to dance about

When a flower is seen it won't be long
'Til spring is born with a butterfly song
So listen close when Winter calls Spring
And you might just hear a butterfly sing

When the butterflies sing, the angels cry
A sound so pure the flowers will sigh
The butterfly song is the beginning of spring
It happens each year when the butterflies sing

It's cold outside
theres snow and ice
let's stay indoors
and snuggle, nice
let's light the fire
and cuddle tight
and dream away
this winters night
a blanket shared
is a blanket warm
to curl up close
forget the storm
let Jack Frost sing
let Jack Frost dance
as we alone
share this romance
so until spring
let's hibernate
beneath the sheets
and propagate...



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