I find myself asking
Is the timing right
I have lived all my life
thinking about loving you

You are a catch, Michael.
Yep- this is what it has come to after 27 years of singleness:
Pumping

Decades and decisions between us
You still step out of time,
Long since the 11C allowed me to ride

Come find me thru warp & weft
Throw off veiled heart & misted mind
Come back to us
What matters

Sometimes
We share nothing but bath water,
Other times
We are all Jammy Dodger hearts.

From

Dinner lies cold between us
just like the unmade bed
and dirty pots are grinning
at the cruel

Love is sugar
It is real sugar
Pure sugar
Accepting
A substitute
Only dilutes
The truth
And

I've been known to ignite fires
Known to throw words
That bring forth riots

You've been known

Pen says to paper
It’s my duty to write
Paper says to pen
I just can’t take the pain tonight
Pen

I can't fathom when we could get wet together.
Not unless it was stormy weather.
My tongue

Why do I remember your digits
even after all these years?
Why do I go against
the stereotypes

Look at me; why won’t you look at me?
Do you even see what’s running through my head?
I know that

You found me all over the place,
running the wrong way, you followed me, called me and told me to

You can’t reach for a woman as she’s walking away
Things just won’t ever be the same,
And as hard

His silence was
golden
but she had recently won
the lottery
and
did not need
or
want
that

In a special place
With my head held high
I remember why
I used to keep it
low.

Stop crying

After the baby
came
they forgot
to do lots of
things
like hold
each other
and
take out the

The hand that feeds
Is the hand that bleeds
And the hand that needs
You the most. -----
When

Another day for living.
Up with different thoughts and changing ideas of what it should be filled

Don't mix the two:
One is real like me,
like you, like us...
Not us! That's virtual!
No loyalty,

It is pure

The release of expectations

The beauty of it brings thoughts

Beautiful thoughts

KILL me first
then gently kiss me
give birth to my reason
then erase all my meaning

tell me

Protection

Can you protect yourself while enjoying yourself

While protecting yourself from

Every song is a love song

Every moment I hear your name

Your face haunts my dreams

Our

My heart pounds
Everytime I see you
My heart pounds against my chest
It threatens my rib

You invaded my mind

I couldn't concentrate

Work is impossible

I just wanted to hear your

And you would have me share—
Are you crazy?
What don’t you get about insane?

My will is a warm

I had tried to avoid your eyes,
trying not to see the reflection of our tears.
Instead, I had

A cocktail of emotions bubbles within.
I sometimes allow you under my skin.

Sibling or foe? I

Into the cauldron throw all your fears.
Mix them together with a jug full of tears.

With pestle

As it turns out,

You have been on my mind for four months now

Until I realised, in all our

Hoard whatever that was salvaged
From the wreckage,
Hug the debris close to me
To console my

"I wish there was a better way"
she thinks
as she pours
white sugar grains
into his fuel

Keen cold fire sting
the dagger of deceit
often a prelude
to a symphony
of other
uglier
wounds

Her shoulders brace
as she sits knitting away
her sand in the hourglass
fingers clawing
twitches

An ink stained memory
what you became
in the farewell I scrawled
bearing your name

I love to see my friends
fall in love
their joyful flushes
and quiet truths
spoken as hopeful

A look. A smile. A touch.
Holding hands
that place where
"just being" is itself
the picture that

Who can say when love begins
or how it should grow
Realisation makes poor measure
when most of us

If I love you today
I will love you tomorrow too
not all hearts are so easily swayed
by pretty

I saw you looking up at us
from the street outside
again tonight
as we embraced after dinner
in

An after thought amongst the rubble
A second glance
A trying of chance to burn my hands
Starting

Do you falter
when you hear my name
I hear that you do
sympathy
a glass I will not fill for

Another day
with you
your beautiful mind
of these days
there will be too few
a hundred

Futile maiden voyage, riding the violent storm
a simple prayer offered to savour temporary

A waterfall symphony through my soul, ebony locks flow
cascading over dainty shoulders of darling

One too many journeys along dirt track roads
that left us travel weary, scarred
hardened our

I never asked you
for those three little words
merely that you keep a space for me
in your