Altogether on the boat.
The waves stood tall.
Not enough space on the boat to hold them all.

25 migrants promised new lives.
They left behind their children.
They left behind their wives.

The dream of prosperity.
The men set sail.
Turned into a nightmare did this sad and sorry tale.

5 died of hunger, 6 of dehydration.
A woeful situation.
No plan B or mitigation.

The men laid to rest at the bottom of the sea.
These were normal people like you and like me.

Looking for a better life.
It's all so terribly sad.
A wife missing her husband.
A child missing his dad.

The only ones to gain are the ones who sold the dream.
The ones who take blood money are never what they seem.

They take the hard earned cash from men who Want a better way of life. They care little for their children and care nothing for their wives.

just words?

This word here - is a suggestive smile
and this one - a playfully raised eyebrow
These two are warm arms enveloping you
This one a sensual kiss nibbling cheekily on your earlobe
I stare in awe of your beauty ~ stroking the side of your face
Other words include me (nuzzling your neck and ears),
you (laughing and throwing your head back)
and us (transcending our bodies in union)

My favourites words are "I love you so much"

And this is a real one - *sigh

DISCLAIMER - No words were harmed in the making of this scene.

Like a modern day Sisyphus
he was condemned
to reloading the browser page
hoping for a glimpse of her
for the rest of his days

I couldn't have stopped, my love
even if I’d wanted to;
I wouldn't have stopped, my love
even if I'd foreseen the consequence.

My darling, being with you -
truly took me to a higher dimension;
a pleasure that engulfed my eyes,
a once in a lifetime kind of pleasure

Making love,
on our honeymoon bed of silk
- who knew I had a weak heart...

Baby,
I'm sorry I died on your best day of charms

But I am glad I went like this,
forever cradled
                                      in your loving arms...

If you'd asked me
6 hours ago -
"what is a vacuum?"

I might have said space -
space is a vacuum
(and thought that would suffice)

but I have felt the void ~

where once lived
the strong roaring heart
of a lion.

So ask me again -
"What is a vacuum?"

me...

I
am
a
vacuum.