@ 2006-05-21 – 23:08:17
I watched you while you were sleeping
I watched you while you were sleeping
- A line from a favourite song –
But I did watch while you were sleeping
I just didn’t have very long.
And it certainly wasn’t romantic
- I was a little bit bored -
Nope – definitely wasn’t romantic,
Listening while you snored
@ 2006-05-09 – 22:37:22
Holding Hands
Your hand in mine
Is fine,
I like it there.
It’s where
Your hand should be -
With me.
@ 2006-04-22 – 23:22:56
Walk with me...
Kick off your shoes, walk with me
Along the evening beach
The gulls gather in the shallows
To fish for scraps of treasure
The water plays round our feet
With delicious coolness
And the amber sun slides,
Shining on the pebbles
@ 2006-04-09 – 13:54:25
Child Dancing
I danced in golden sunlight
With fine feathers in my hair
And swirling all around me
Snow white blossom filled the air
My feet were wet with dew drops
I left footprints ev’rywhere
Across a happy childhood
And I didn’t have a care
@ 2006-04-07 – 10:43:46
Dancing on Rain Drops
Bare-foot on the concrete
Toes stretching into
The gathering rain river
I hold out my hands
Raindrops hit my
Upturned palms and
Break like water bombs
@ 2006-04-03 – 19:01:11
Ageing
I watch as she disintegrates
As she falls apart at the seams
I look at the girl in the mirror
The years have taken her dreams
@ 2006-03-29 – 22:18:59
Left Behind
He walked with gentle footsteps
Through the chaos of my mind
And with softly trailing fingers
Left an echo here behind
@ 2006-03-25 – 23:03:56
It would take too long to explain!
Les ongles violets
Mon ami, suivre la ligne, suivre le chemin de primevère
Chercher et vous trouverez la grande dame dans un belvedère
La dame avec les ongles violets vous donne un bon regard
Mais prendre garde le 'axeman', faites attention mon cher camarade
@ 2006-03-15 – 19:50:38
Handprint on My Heart
Through dreaming eyelids
I watch your fingers trail
Light as thistledown
And gentle as spring rain
Your tender touch leaves
A handprint on my heart,
A filigree scar
Etched in whispered caresses
@ 2006-03-04 – 23:21:48
Sitting comfortably
We sit together, and alone,
Comfortable in separateness.
The years have collected
Quietly around and about us.
We think our own thoughts,
We talk of anything, and nothing.
The stifle of inhibition
Long gone, we read each other.
We look, we smile, confident
In the drowsy languor of habit
The minutes run along
And complete the hours, ours
We sit alone, and together,
Comfortable in closeness
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