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Dreams we dream of you and me.
Dreams, a song we sing.
You dreamed our cottage by the sea
And a meal after a swim.
I promise I’ll come home for tea.
And a *** to cook it in.
It has a lifetime guarantee
And recipes for chicken.
Dreams we dream of you and me
Dreams a day of rest.
Paradise a prophecy
Two lovers manifest.
Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 11:34 AM UTC
History could hold
Clues to the mystery of
The mind and its way.
Take a moment to
Spend time in the memory
Of the day before.
May 18, 2020
May 18, 2020 at 2:39 AM UTC
Your heart will always beat,
With or without my love.
But only you could have shown me
Where I can touch it.
The fifth intercostal space,
Beneath your ****** line.
This sacred place under your breast,
The apex of your beautiful heart.
Now when I find my own,
I can only think of you.
Mar 3, 2020
Mar 3, 2020 at 4:13 AM UTC
I am so full,
Little laughs burst out of my mouth
And skips hop from my feet
Twinkles sparkle out of my eye
And happy sighs
I am so full
Kisses escape my lips
And loving words tumble out
My lungs contain shouts
Of excitement.
I am so full
I’m fat with love
For you.
Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 8:02 PM UTC
Am I drunk? Or are,
Oxytocin, dopamine
Coursing through my brain?
Feb 24, 2020
Feb 24, 2020 at 10:15 AM UTC
If Love is only
Some chemicals in my brain,
This brings me comfort
Proof that Love exists,
Does not reduce its meaning,
Just the opposite.
Feb 25, 2020
Feb 25, 2020 at 9:35 AM UTC
Hypothalamus
Shutting down so we can rest
Sweet R.E.M dreams.
Feb 21, 2020
Feb 21, 2020 at 8:14 AM UTC
The quiet hum and midnight darkness
Cool and contained you sit, sealed tight.
Cool air on my face and there you are
Illuminated in the blue fridge light
I roll and turn you in my hands
And hold your glass up to my cheek
Vinegar stings my fingertips,
But the brine is salty and the onions sweet
I replace the lid and seal the jar
I place you back with care
Until my lips taste you again,
I’ll remember you there.
Jan 12, 2020
Jan 12, 2020 at 1:41 AM UTC
When I told you
I had looked up the time of the sunset and the point that was scored when everyone cheered.
When we first kissed because I was sure
It was at the same moment.
You told me that
You had searched medical record for the date and time
Of the patient you saw
When we met that first time.
Because you needed to know.
Feb 16, 2020
Feb 16, 2020 at 10:09 AM UTC
When I look at you
My Occipital Lobe makes
My pupils dilate
Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 9:28 AM UTC
When you talk to me
My Broca’s Area fails
And makes me so dumb
Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 9:26 AM UTC
An onion can grow from a seed,
From a tiny place and start its life
from the beginning,
to its end.
Or an onion can grow from a broken piece of itself.
If it’s tended to carefully
and the conditions are favourable.
And go on again
To begin again.
Feb 18, 2020
Feb 18, 2020 at 8:07 PM UTC
Take your time.
I’m in no rush.
I will show you that I am there
When you need
me.
I’m always going to be responsive to you.
If you come to me, I will always receive
you.
If you touch me, I will touch you back.
If you kiss me all over my face,
I will lean in to your mouth.
If you tip my fingers, I will take your hand.
Every time you call, I will answer.
I will arrive each time prepared to be set
free.
To have you let me go, or set me adrift.
I accept that this can happen.
But until you send me away,
I will always come to you
and I’ll always be early.
I’ll be here steadfast as a lighthouse
in the ebb of your tide.
Shining my
light,
until you come to me or pass me by.
Whichever way you go, I’ll show you to safety
Even if it’s to point you over the horizon.
And I would carry you there if it made you
happy.
You know I would.
Feb 16, 2020
Feb 16, 2020 at 5:35 AM UTC
Let’s make a world,
Where at the end of a long day of work
I could hold your hand to your car outside
And give you a chaste kiss
Just a simple thing,
That a new couple does
Because they will miss each other
Because you are working late
And flying home the next day.
Let’s make a world
Where one day, if we were married
We could be out at work,
And I could give you a chaste kiss when your start your day and I go to my ward
And you to yours.
And when we fly to your home country
We could look after your parents together.
And when they die I could hold your hand at their funeral
And swing my arm around you.
And take you home.
Just a simple thing a couple does
Because they love each other.
Let’s make that world.
Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 6:23 AM UTC
To lie down with you in the peace and quiet
To feel your soft touch and body near mine
Pressed against me
Your warmth and taste
Your fragrance and pulse
To hold you and be near you
To feel whole and complete
Next to another whole complete person.
To have you want me and to want you too
To save this touch and put aside my longing
To hold you and pick you up with ease
Lean into the here and now
For the rest of the day
And dwell into the eve.
Jan 18, 2020
Jan 18, 2020 at 1:16 PM UTC
Little by little your tiny hands
And soft cheeks, you're so close to me
Unravel into each other
Remembering the every day magic
Ernest and shy.
Nervous and happy.
And.
Lovely alone time with you.
At last a moment together
You and a view, take me now.
Kisses so soft and gentle
Under the sun setting sky
Nearly sixty thousand people cheered for us
Feb 16, 2020
Feb 16, 2020 at 10:08 AM UTC
Christmas is here.
Your absence is my present.
How lucky I am
To have the gift
Of missing someone like you.
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 12:24 PM UTC
Come sit here with me my friend.
Come and rest your weary feet
A comfy seat and window pane
As we watch the passing trains
And people on the street.
Come sit here with me my friend
Come and share with me your day
This sunny view and empty chair
Are not the same
Without you sitting there.
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 12:32 PM UTC
Little seeds, growing.
Little shoots, showing.
Water gently flowing,
To seeds in the ground.
Little bulbs, forming.
Little layers, warming.
Sunlight is transforming,
Little onions in the ground.
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 12:45 PM UTC
I think about you when I see a barefoot rider.
Or hear Fields of Barley or Is this Love.
Lime cordial doesn't taste the same.
And an egg is just an egg now.
Crying Little Birdy, dappled light and swaying curtains
Or alto voices that are lower than mine but just as bright.
I think about you when I use a dishwasher stick
That has the scourer with the detergent in it.
When I sit over the crack in a couch.
When it rains and it's cold.
When I have cold feet.
When I slip into cool sheets.
I think about you when Father Ted is on.
Imagine you in Paul Kelly songs.
When I smell cut wood, sanded back.
Or salt air.
Or see grey hair and weathered loved houses.
Or women in vests with lilac blouses.
I think about you in the water,
When I'm in the shower, or at the beach.
When it rains and when I drink.
In the blue and green and sometimes silver.
Or when I'm smothered in an unrequited love
That isn't yours.
Jun 18, 2019
Jun 18, 2019 at 12:55 AM UTC
I could delve deep into my self named brain,
or just trickle yours,
I'm the trickster of the lame and helper of the poor, minded.
Ill come at you until you gobble all I have to say you'll have to force it out like puke. So take a deep breath, let the venom in these words seep into your eyes and travel through the chains and locks reflex-fully shut on your heart, to the deepest most brittle parts of your fingernails. Let this feeling bring frisson to your back and spine, give it the power to move your body, slash at your sleep and keep you ever so small at night. Let yourself sleep.
Sep 8, 2016
Sep 8, 2016 at 12:22 PM UTC
Im not one for romance but
Her hair, all of the beauty leftover from a palette after a masterpiece is created, who said brown was the colour of ****
Her eyes, the green of mother nature that gives my heart a buzz to infinity and beyond.
Her nose, the reason I need to smell good.
Her lips, the cushions that keep me up at night.
Her smile, a capital U, the bliss that eclipses my own and blacks out my thoughts whilst it revs my heartbeat.
Her voice, it can babble on like early civilisations but im happy I met-her, for I have so much love to give.
Her words, have magnitude to dig holes which would make the sea sunk and send waters to hell to drown my demons, my own revelation.
Her jokes, they're pretty bad actually however
Her laugh, a record stuck on repeat of all the things I want to hear, the perfect rhythm that sets my soul ablaze and makes me laugh back senselessly.
Her hugs, a second home that has everything right with the world inside.
Her love, the warmth that sinks its way into every crevice of my heart, with the heat to break bedrock and boil Satan to the heavens, a heatwave of affection that I could surf like a beach *** I love her, I love
You.
Until time is forgotten or matter and anti-matter stop fighting.
I will think about you.
The reason I'm still writing...a silly love poem.
Sep 8, 2016
Sep 8, 2016 at 12:16 PM UTC
Once upon a time, somewhere
When the seagulls speeded
With a bike to a night that
Popped new tyres and did
Not wipe the rain, storm and
Long blue letters that spoke,
I remember you, I remember you
Chillies that swam across the earth
To a milky way where seasons
Changed, candles blew over
Secret nights and lodges Mum
Did not know, emotionlessness fails,
Don’t fly away because
I remember you, I remember you
There’s a standing table and
Papers all around, the ghost
That tiptoed into a bedroom
Where an insomniac fooled
With magic pen and blue eyes
I see you smiling and you know
I remember you, I remember you
Get on the chair and climb
Up to my swing, I’ll take you
To my city and show little jingles.
I caught the sun inside my-
Palm, your little town and
A comic store, look at this!
I remember you, I remember you
I should start making sushies,
Swim across a little ocean
To find a Mickey world of
Endless topics and FIFO workers
You're probably goanna **** me
For the good things I did not write
But you do remember me, don't you?
Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 12:07 PM UTC