‘Right Here Right Now’

It’s funny how

To bookish types

I certainly was once attracted

Whereas now I’m older

I’ve no time for the smoulder

And need something far less protracted


Timerous Beasties

When
I picture
my
youth

I see
you
and
me

Sitting
beneath
that old
oak tree

You
reading
a book

My
head
on your
shoulder

Both
of us
hoping

The
other
is
bolder

(Originally Posted 01.10.2020)

My Hero

You came through

Like a bolt from the blue

When I never even knew

How much I needed you

La Petit Mort

I don’t have to say it

You already know what I mean

Let’s to go to bed

To forget that he’s dead

And everything else in between

L’appel du Vide

I knew from the beginning

He said

Within you there was a spark

Writing is now a passion

She said

With misery my trademark

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At this point I just want to feel

It matters not what or who

But this world has lost its appeal

So what is a girl to do?

A Bit Of Rough

Throw me onto the bed

Dear boy

Your body on mine impose

For a meeting of minds

Is not required

Let alone

An entwinement of souls

Thank You

I never
would
have
pulled
through

If I
didn’t
have
you to
turn to

For
all my
bullshit
you cut
through

And
showed
me a love
that’s
true

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