view. He Is this or can this be called love who can be sure? I want your flightless wings that I may fly once more. I want this softer skin, I want the heart within. Is this a need for passion without sin. Though I want more, I want the desire that you must feel. I want your tears and all that makes... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Conception
So you sing in the clear waters of scented showering. Forgetting the rise and fall of a lover who passed seeking gratification. Stringing another bead upon the amassed collection of amusing recollections. The spear rises in an arc and falls into the soft flesh of the quivering fawn. This is the... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Oak and Ivy. I thought that you were purple plumes and deep blue plums Warm caramelised liquid that would ooze from dark desire. With endless ways of mastering your art and this theory becomes shameful. If I were steel and all your body fire. I would feel cold and whisper sadly 'I am stainless.'... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
25106104 Friends Romance is on its way out, it is better to just be friends. No need to wear clean pants every thing ends with a handshake. A couple of kippers as a gift would be appreciated, so much nicer than flowers to those who are emancipated. It makes sense; beauty does not last long in the... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Hello and goodbye. Today is suitable for a modest thought All must be sweet murmurs, you have not refused. A look was caught far from your eyes. Time is amused And will allow a passing throb of mischief just to choose The place where lips would rest against your throat. And murmur words that... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Will she? Well I told myself just for a laugh I am just going along I do not care, if anyone’s there I am not going to sing a song I do not care much if we are out of touch I really have nothing planned I do not suppose, we will come to blows. Or draw a line in the sand. Would it not be nice just... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, November 7, 2011
A fantasy. I should never have come. it was not my place It is cottons and ribbons and needles and lace. It did say no entry, or reap what you sow. I now feel quite worried that you may tell me to go. Have I ever told you that you are the first one? If you tell me I have, it will not be much fun. I... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Timmy and his younger sister Elaine Please imagine what Elaine says. We must move from this sticky sweetness I must wipe my hand on your old dress. No more sticky toffee left to share. But there is a lump still in your hair. Keep still I will suck it off for you It is the least that I can do. Be... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Daisy Chains Friends Watch closely Elaine how I twist Daisy chains around your wrist. You must stand still for a while Yes, it is all right to smile. Did you eat butter twice last week? A buttercup against your cheek I can see a yellow glow You have eaten butter once I know. Shall we find the time... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, November 4, 2011
Judgement. Although she has told me, that now is too late. Did she rely on a measure of fate? She must have been waiting until it was full, She is no longer debating or looking thoughtful But what ever it was, it was not an attraction that was held in unrest until the distraction. My query so... Sign in to see full entry.