Hey mate didja
G’day bloke wouldja
Yo girlfriend canya
Yeah I thinkya oughta

Farkin’ inquisishin ain’t it
Leavus alone won’t ya
Youse gotta hide busta
She'd've seenus would’ve she

How’d ya be cob
‘twasn’t him inner face
Iffa ask her
She’d teller noway

Givus a ganda bud
Who’d’ve thought eh
Why’d he stick ‘is nose in
‘tisn’t nar buddy’s bisness

One minute moment of I’m OK
A razors edge of lingering doubt
A use by date written for me
This attempt will be the last
Wondering of the peel and reveal
Resilience, bouncing back again
I will know for sure this time around
No more talk of Thelma and Louise
I will exit stage right, walk away
Unmoved by breath of your words
Travel together spinnaker set
Or gybe away, set our own course

Think you have lost your shine
Look to those who see it always
Have wings and need to fly
A zephyr of inspiration will lift you
Your gifts fall like fine vapour
With precious messages of love
I am enriched by your spirit
Yours to share, mine to revere
Your wisdom purchased with tears
Laid at the feet of a not so perfect stranger
Instinctive compassion, gorgeous humility
If your self-worth seems elusive
It is because you are priceless

Advice to those who are foolish enough to try and read my mind
You will do best to remember that I am often out of it.
On an average day I can be quite extraordinary.
If you have difficulty coping with that,
Then how do you imagine I might feel.
What is the right side of bed?
Why will she be right and not he?
I do like a good swear
These and other mysteries require no answers

I musta been t’only fruit on the tree
Or never you would’ve picked me
I liquidated the first one in fear
If not for me, they should be here
You caught me at a bad time
Mostly all the fault is mine
You placed yourself in serious peril
A long date with a scarred devil
Drew the blank in a deck of 53
Should have run away in glee
Wasn’t bad always I suppose
Better when it came to a close
I marvel at your maturity now
I wanted to, didn’t know how
Travelling now with the best
Easier now you got rid of your pest

It exists where the desire to control is absent
It thrives on empathy
It can be understood in silence
It understands that it may not know every secret
It will share some of its own
It will know when to let you cry or when to wipe your tears
It is very powerful and best handled with care
It looks for the splendour in each other
It enjoys loving and celebrating flaws
Its survival depends on communication, integrity and respect
Its motto is “be yourself and be kind”
It can be felt in darkness as well as light
It can be risky and requires trust
It is best nurtured with patience
It expresses acceptance and gratitude
It is worth it

Darkness of your hedonism
Illusion of the consummation
Impeccable deceit of the sorcerer
Filthy carrion of my sexuality
Decreed necrosis, mind and body
No applause for carrying your guilt
An unbearable weight of emptiness
I refused to loath you
Preserved it for myself
You took me from the world
But I know now it has missed me
And I have missed it
I have friends now
Gentle yet powerful
Quiet but understanding
They know the pain of abuse
They applaud me, but not for any shame
For my innate goodness
I love my friends and they love me
Goodbye Mr. Jones

If I am colour blind,
Is what I see wrong?
If I throw something out and you collect it,
Is it unwanted?
If you say I am beautiful and I say I am not,
Cannot I just agree with you?
If you give me a compliment,
Who loses if I take it?
Is it OK to take what I need?
Yes please!!
If at first I don’t succeed,
Should I try Tai Chi?
Will the sun come up tomorrow?
I hope so it’s cold enough now.
If I am unique,
Would I be unequalled, incomparable and unmatched?
If I get cold feet,
Can I stay and warm them?

If courage is the ability to do something I know is difficult,
Should I be pleased with myself?
If the job is next door to impossible,
Is it best that I go there?
If my problem is all some-ones else’s fault,
How did I contribute to it?
If I do everything perfectly all of the time,
Would I have more friends or be more loved?
If I can think about what disheartens me,
Can I think about what inspires me?
If there is nothing I can do about it,
Should I do something?If
If I always stuff it up,
Am I exaggerating a bit?
If exercise is a ***** word,
Can I jump in the puddles?
If kindness is currency,
How much should I spend on myself?
When I give up,
Can I call it a time out?
If I see a pink polar bear
Could it be green?

Tell me, those who need to hate
What are you creating
Love almost always hurts sometime but it is always grand
Ours is not a club of members rather an elusive gift drifting through time
Love is exquisite it passes by often I urge you to take what is destined