It's been seven long months since I kissed your lips
yet still I feel the pain
every day I reminisce
once more, then twice again

I know we were not meant to be
I know you did me wrong
yet deep inside this heart of mine
I'll always play our song

until we met, I never felt
the joy I felt with you
I never smiled with intent
in a life that was oh so blue

when we made love, the stars did shine
heaven's angels danced with glee
my wanting love was satisfied
I was as happy as could be

alas, the sun soon lost its warmth
cold winds and rains prevailed
and the dream I had dreamt for all my life
had crashed and burned and failed

I now find it very hard to cope
I guess you've long since moved on from this
but my heart still plays our loving song
and my lips still miss your lips

"Phew,
it's ******* hot under this grill."

"You're not wrong, Cecil.
I just hope after we've been burnt alive,
we get to cool down with some
ketchup or brown sauce."

"Tarquin, we're ******.
The fat ***** cooking us will
just wolf us down."

"Well, I, for one,
aim to give her the worst
upset stomach she's ever had."

"Oh God,
here comes her podgy fingers!
Its been nice knowing you, Tarquin."

"Bon voyage, my friend!"

Writing
is but
an escape
for the soul

Freeing
our passions
making
— us whole

(Dreamsleep: November, 2024)