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Simon Clark Aug 2012
1.

For my sister this Christmas,
I wish joy and laughter,
I wish you happiness and love,
For now and forever and ever-after,
I wish you the bliss this season brings,
Everyday of your life,
Every second you live,
For my sister this Christmas,
I wish these wondrous things.

2.

Dear brother, hear the sleigh bells,
Hear them ringing aloud,
Watch the snow fall down in time,
To the story that they tell,
They tell of children smiling with glee,
They tell of happy times,
And the family that surrounds thee.

3.

Father, may the memories stay,
Forever in your mind,
And I pray all the peace and wonder,
You will always find,
Will last until eternity,
With every festive time.

4.

You made this year so special,
Mother, you made us all complete,
You made us smile and be cheerful,
You gave us food to eat,
The love that surrounds us,
Every time you are near,
Will always be with us,
Each and every year.

5.

Andrew, at Christmas,
I pray you are happy,
I pray you are pleased,
With all the treasure you receive,
Look to the New Year,
With hope in your heart,
And cherish every moment,
Every beat of your heart.

6.

To a dear Grandmother,
You always make us smile,
We're always glad you're here,
And at Christmastime especially,
We're truly glad you're near.

7.

Auntie, this is my Christmas wish,
I wish that you know kindness,
The joy of a Christmas wish,
I hope you realise that you are dearly loved,
So enjoy this festive season,
With family,
With love.

8.

Sarah, it is Christmas,
The snow begins is dance,
The candle follows suit,
Joining the chanting trance,
The tree is decorated,
In reds, silvers, gold's,
This is a very special time,
That in your heart you'll hold.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
I stood staring into the coffin,
And saw my eyes looking back at me,
Petrified by the gaunt expression,
A face that's given in to depression,
And hurting,
Still hurting,
Oh hurting,
And never any peace.

I stood staring into the coffin,
And saw a face destroyed by the drugs,
Devastated by the traps of lies,
A glimpse of a tear as i start to cry,
I'm burning,
still burning,
Oh burning,
And never any peace.

I stood staring into the coffin,
And saw my heart resting in its depth,
Solitude and the pain of living,
A beat that refuses to start giving,
I'm dying,
Still dying,
Oh dying,
And never any peace.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
You know that in the silence there is a volume of sound,
A whisper of the decadent falling to the ground,
Their jewels and their poise,
The china faces and steady stances crumbling to the floor of marble like broken toys,
A weeping victim now laughs at the corrupt as they fail,
Their alibis and cover-lies aren't fit for humans now.

They collapsed under the weight of deceit, that decadent class,
Of champagne flutes and crystal glass,
Now standard thrift-shop plastic beakers,
Stalking 'round in second hand sneakers,
No noise from the debauched, not a sound of relevance,
The bliss of watching it unfold, the descent of decadence.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
I was drunk last night in his arms,
As we fell to sleep beneath the stars,
The gentle breeze upon my skin,
Knowing the truth,
Knowing i belong with him,
He kissed me awake as i caressed his back,
His shoulders,
All his torso writhing against mine,
Feeling fine,
Feeling him deep inside,
Filling me,
Completing me,
Living in me,
We are one,
He is i,
And i am he.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
Some things are sent to try us,
Some are sent to shame,
Others just to tempt us,
To force us to place blame,
But deep inside we know,
That the hurt was never meant,
It cannot, by humans, be controlled,
Emotions are not ours to rent,
Like angels we swim together,
But sometimes swim alone,
Know that i will love you,
And that my heart you can call 'home'.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
I could dive into your love,
And spread your lips with ease,
I could take you up to heaven,
You could take me where you please,
With all your might why don't you,
Hold my branch so tight,
And gently stroke the bark,
So i can stand upright.

I'll aim for the tunnel,
The honey-*** of gold,
And swoop with such tenderness,
Just like blue movies told,
I'll caress the upper mounds,
While down below I'll play,
We'll be the image of unity,
Like two statues erected in clay.

I'll spin you 'round to face the mirror,
With your back so kindly turned,
And deep into another cave,
You'll feel my spirited sword burn,
Like Mount Etna i shall erupt,
You are now down on your knees,
I'll spray over you my water,
Like the waves from violent seas.

You'll swiftly motivate your tongue,
To taste the salty drops,
As Etna starts to calm himself,
And the mighty eruption stops,
We, entwined like two vines,
Shall rest our throbbing hearts,
At peace, at ease, in loving times,
Like swans that never part.
written in 2006
Simon Clark Aug 2012
She no longer wants me,
She has turned her back,
The most evil of ways,
To give her whip a crack,
An email was sent to say how she felt,
To tell me her 'uncomfortable' thoughts,
That the cards i have played should never have been dealt,
And my heart was snapped in two.
written in 2006
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