You're not mine
                             I stole you for awhile
                            You belong to someone else
                                  I say with a smile.
                                   You consume my body
                                And invade my mind
                                    Each time we are together
                                    There's not enough time.
                                Like an emotional roller coaster
                                I'm up then I'm down
                          I can't imagine life without you around.
                                     My week begins with you
                                      And I'm switched on
                                    Until Wednesday night
                                  We kiss... then you're gone...
                                      Until next week
                                   When the angst starts again.
                              With uncontrollable feelings
                               Of love lust and pain
                              And so life lurches on...
                           In an emotional haze..
                          A quick brush of the hand...
                           And a stolen gaze...
                          Something's going to end one day...

" do you like being single"?
              "Hell no"
            I seem to have lost my get up and go...
            What happened to my spirit of adventure?
                I dunno....?
              Do I fancy a bloke?
               Or a great night out?
               Possibly...
              Who knows?
                No..... a girls day out
                 To buy lots of clothes...!!

I was you're last resort...
  You're feeling drowsy now...
   No need to talk.
You tipped me upside down..
Don't you remember?...
Cascading in all you're glory.

Spilling onto the carpet,
Shovelling me into you're mouth..

You washed me down
With a bottle of water..
I am round to touch,
I don't smell or talk,
All white, and there are many of me..

Shhh... the ambulance is coming soon...
Maybe next time I will succeed,
For I am a bitter pill to swallow...

Mr kind
                              Mr flash
                              Mr pain in the ****
                              Mr course
                              Mr crude
                              Mr downright rude
                              Mr blunt
                              Mr cruel
                              Mr playing it cool
                              Mr fun
                              Mr stunned
                              Mr " I think she's the one"...

Ooh...l love Italian men...
      Who say "ciao bambino"
" please can I see you again?"
They flatter. with their patter
All the way to bed
    Where there's plenty of action
         And very little said!
        They speak italian in you're ear
        And tell you they wanna *******
         From the rear...
         When spoken in Italian
         *** sounds sooo... hot
          But when an English guy says the same...
           Sadly it's not.....hot!!

Oh David, oh David..
  I've got the hots for you
   Each time I see you're photo
I don't know what to do..
  You're only 39
And I am 62
     Please take me out
    So we can have a good time..
    I don't care where we go
    As long as I'm with you
     Kiss me touch me
   I don't care what you do
    I'm putty in you're hands
   And you know it, don't you?
   Ride me, smack me
  Tie me to the bed

Where there's champagne, a scented bath
And candles in the room
+ breakfast in bed....

Oh valentine...
        Won't thou be mine?...
       Ain't life a swine!...
     Everyone's got one
      So where's mine?
      It's such a simple gesture
       And a lovely thought
       A heart shaped card
      That you're lover has bought
     Alas! I was forgotten... again..
      Discarded on the scrap heap of life
      Nobody's lover
      Not even someone's wife?...
       So where was l
       When the bouquets were dished out?
        A single rose would be nice
  But it ain't gonna happen baby
     And it wasn't meant to be
           So won't someone please....
           Send a valentines card to me?...

*** is a wonderful thing.....
      Whether it's a quickie or a fling
     Releasing endorphins that make you feel high
     Then after the event,
      It makes you wonder..
    Why did I go to bed with that guy?....

Why is it such a hard thing to say?
            Let's face it...
       It's only a word at the end of the day...
             " are we an item?"
                 "Are we a pair"
             I want an agreement
              Now is that unfair?
              How long have you known me?
                 8yrs or so?...
                Surely long enough for you to know?
                 I don't want marriage
                    Or tie you down...
                    Yet I mention that "word".
                   And you're wearing that frown!
                      Regular contact?
                      A walk in the park?
                     The friendship is solid
                      And we do have a laugh
                      You're **** young and funny
                       And you make me giggle
                        Which is just as well..
                        That you like my **** wiggle!!!....
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Charlie's my name
             And snorting cokes my game.
              It gives me abuzz
              Helps me unwind
              Damaging my body
              And ******* up my mind
              It's an expensive habit
                  I wish I could kick...
              But the thought of acting normal
                Makes me feel kinda sick..
               I like the good life too much
           Fast cars, designer clothes and girls..
                 But  I'm madly in love
                      For now......
             With the girl with blonde hair....

Boy with the dark blonde hair...
All I can do is stare
From you're beautiful eyes
And masculine face...
You're sensitive fingers
You make my pulse race
Holding me in you're arms
You kiss my face
My face on you're chest
I inhale you're smell..
Touch you and lick you
I have a girl crush
... can't you tell?...

" do we have to go mum"?
              John looked up and said
               " no I suppose not" l said
                After all... now he's dead?
                The cremations on Thursday...
                 At the end of next week
                  Jess was silent
                   Too upset to speak
                     " he didn't get aids mum"?
                        You both look up and say
                           " no" l replied
                       " he didn't get that
                         Just because he was gay"
                       " he died from a stroke
                          I'm told it was quick"
                          " let's have tea now
                             I feel kinda sick"
                         " I hate him, I hate him"!
                               Jess starts to cry....
                          " oh why did he have to go and die"!!...

I dream about you sometimes...do you know?
Even though it was so long ago
But scars run deep
A repeating dream
With a continuous theme..
And you still looked the same
     You're perfect teeth
  And winning smile
But underneath you were still vile..
   You never forgave me...
      For what I did
      Reporting you to the police...
           For the physical abuse
           The split lips.
The fractures the bruises
  And the lose tooth
   Nights when you threw me out in the rain...
       It's surprising I came out of this
       Still sane!...
      I was very lucky
Escaping with my life
But now you've married someone new
   I fear for you're wife...
...

I love a chocolate brownie...
               Their moorish and so moist..
               I have a sweet tooth..
               But it's brownies I like the most..
               The rich chocolate mixture..
               That melts on you're tongue..
                You've eaten 3already..
                Instead of just the l
                It's rich and seductive...
                With a hint of promise..
                And just hits the spot...
                Unlike the guy who's dumped me..
                 What's his name?
                 Oh... I forgot?....

Please don't hit her.. I say a silent prayer.
As the three of us huddle up close on the stairs.
We're all in our night things all ready for bed.
Please god, he won't put his fists to her head.
Lindy is crying. and rubbing her eyes..
As we listen to the shouting and terrible cries.
Geri is sitting as quiet as a mouse.
As we three sit alone in that unhappy house.
As she taunts him,and goads him,and spurs him on.
" you're a ******* she says," do you know that john"
He shouts back and says that she talks utter crap..
Then it falls deathly quiet....
         As we wait for the slap!!

Why are men led by there *****?
" fancy a **** love"?
Better make it quick!
   You'res or mine?
For a ***** and a kiss
A bottle of cheap wine
When you're ******
" l want you baby"
He whispers in my ear
With his hand down my pants
Off comes his boxer shorts
Oops... there goes romance...

I'm fed up being treated like *****!
Why do men think it's their god given right?
Saying "do you wanna go out on a date?"
Oh... and they never turn up , or just very late...
Which is something I really do hate
" you're gorgeous" " you're scrummy"
" you're **** -and yummy"
It pours out their mouths
Like treacle or honey
" you're really special"
" l wanna know you better"
Which is " boys" code for...
" get yer kit off luv"
" let's get down and ***** together"...

" Are you going out tonight"?
He stares and takes another bite.
The meal is over .. the kids in bed.
Still a lot of things unsaid..
I'm frightened to ask..
And he's frightened to say.. But ...
I think we both know that he is gay...
Whilst out on my birthday..
And over the meal.
He said" l'm gay"
So how did I feel?
I've met a great guy and we're engaged!"
I threw a wobbly and went into a rage..
Life can be funny and sometimes so sad..
My husbands a queen but he's also their dad!!

"All I want for Christmas is an action man you said"
                      But by the time I'd realised,
                      Steve was sleeping in you're bed!!
                      " with gripping hands and eagle eyes"
                        And muscular physique"... you sighed..
                        But you were very cunning
                       It took you just a few weeks!!..
                       You're sultry looks and ****
                       And strong muscular charms
                       That's all it took for you to win...
                       And hold him in you're arms!
                       It's been  a " competition"...
                       But all you've done is lied...
                       Though Steven thought it funny...
                       He said he had" two wife's"!..

The oldest married a gay
The youngest married a ****
The middle one lived with a ******
So let's leave it at that!
The first thought it was forever
The second heartache and pain
The middle ones partner ***** her niece
Now life's not the same...
Like the elephant in the room
No one daring to give it a thought
The oldest would like to ****** him
The youngest never gives him a thought
The middle one spends all his money now
And his properties that she's bought!

I walk the streets....
              Come rain or shine,
            Giving men a bit of my time..
            A bit of my time...
           Means blow jobs and ***,
         As I stand and scan the streets at night..
        Looking for a punter
        Wondering who'll be next,
        It's a game of Russian roulette..
       Because you never know...
       If he'll pull a gun out...
       And it's time for you to go.
       Violence and drugs are all part of the scene...
        Slapping on the makeup
        Feeling unclean..
        Being called  a ****
        A ******* or worse...
        Knowing full well
        You will end up in a hearse.

Nobody loves you when you're 66
           Oh, you can have plenty of ***
            To get you're fix
            And lust is available if you wish...
            But no one loves you when youre 66....

We messaged on a dating site...
The usual" hey babe, how are you?"
" how's it going ***?"
" u alright"?
Until you said" I'm married"
" oh and btw my names harry".
"Do you wanna play"?
Harry what?
" harry the unfaithful"?" Harry the seducer?"" Harry the ****???"
I don't go out with marrieds... " you're taken"
I'm not!!....

" But why did you do that to me?"l cried..
             " Now don't get truculent,
               Was you're reply...
               Just give me the facts...
              I hear you say.
              " or by god I'll make you pay"
               But you were very cunning...
                You covered you're tracks.
                Always aiming for my arms or back.
               Thank god you never blackened my eyes...
               But then...sunglasses are always the perfect disguise.
                        I'm sorry, forgive me
                        You sob in my arms
          You're little boy lostlook and deadly charms...
                           I can't resist you,
                           I'm a fool to myself,
                           How did this happen?
                           It must be a dream...
                                   Oh god
                  I'm falling apart at the seams.
                                    

" l've got a cold!"
         "And I feel old"
  I don't feel attractive vibrant and bright..
I just wanna cocoa at the end of the night..
Don't want rampant *** or dress up in a basque!
Just want someone to ask...
" hey how you feeling today?"
Is that too much to ask?
Instead I am deluged with messages from men
Saying" hello ****" can I message you again?
" wanna see a photo of me?"
" no I don't wanna see you  you're ****!"
" l'll settle for a cuppa, hot water bottle and some vick?"
More inviting
Than someone saying ...
" hello honey you sure look exciting..
" in a onesy and no makeup"
It sure ain't that enticing!!!

The poverty trap...
                             That's where I'm at...
                        You can find it at the turning...
                            At the end of the track..
                          It's just past hopeless
                          Then right for despair...
                          Down a dark, dark, road
                          Called " nobody cares"
                             Where they chuck out the *******
                              And any old crap
                          Co's the system don't care
                                 And that's a fact!

I was soooo... excited
                      I couldn't breathe..
                  I've booked  a boudoir shoot
                  Can you believe..!!!
                 I've waxed and buffed
                 Within an inch of my life!
        So much cheaper than going under the knife....
                A photo to keep...
                Of me at my peak!
         The appointment is nearing
       It's the end of the week!
    
        
        I arrive on the day
        Less makeup and bra...
         Already for the professionals
        To make me a ⭐️

            A star for a day
           All pampered and spoilt...

        In my ****** and heels
   I'm positioned on a couch..
    Then over a chair
    I hover.. then crouch..
   Laid out on a bed
   In my **** red set
   All pouting and pearls
I purr...provocatively
In my makeup and curls
It's all so surreal
With bubbly in hand...
The photographer says...
" look at me.. now smile"
" now give me you're sultry pout"
My basques really pinching
I wanted to shout!
When the photos are taken
And the viewing booked
When I shall see
The finished photos
Of the " divine. Amelie"...

A stolen identity
         And a broken heart
           You ******* up my life
           So where shall I start?
           Extracting information
              Bit by bit,
           But who you really are
              Doesn't seem to fit...
             " you are my queen"
               And" l love you babe,
            The words in my mind
         That won't seem to fade...
       Flowers and chocolates
      Delivered to my door
     " l love you.." l love you"
           Over and over you said.
" you're the one I adore"
But you never phoned
And we never met
But now l know the truth
     I just want to forget....