Archives for December 21, 2013

Lessons in Lectures of Love

You weave wondrous webs with words
Practise percolate perfect & perform
You spin sexy synonyms secretly seducing sanctions
Litigate lustful liaisons languidly

You school this student serendipitously
Tormenting teasing tantalising
You acquire avant garde aptitude
Cautiously coaxing committed candour

You reward religiously rightfully
Manifesting in momentarily madness & mayhem
You devise in detailed determination
Her orgasm in opaque oblivion

Dinner Date

Bring all your revenges to the table
Sit them down and serve them well
Crystal cut glass, French Champagne
And listen to the stories that they will tell

Place guilt across from regret
Whilst heartbreak and sin reacquaint
Thoughts starched up cotton napkins
Dine with both the sinner and the saint

Lies like locust swarms spelt in sentences on the menu
Anger boils over erupts spoiling the setting
Ego attempts a humble hasty intervention
But memories x-ray sharp prevent forgetting

Tensions trek arduously around this table
Whilst fear scavenges for dirty little secrets
Elusive emotion makes an elegant appearance
Upping the ante, everyone taking side bets

I thought I heard someone call my name
It was coward hiding behind the door post
How could I not go to his aid?
I really must leave and assist him, after all I am the host

Stay Little Girl Stay

You were that butterfly, just waiting for a chance to fly
You kept asking me when, why and how, today or tomorrow?
When will you get a chance to go up high in the sky?
Acting like time is something you can only borrow

And I tell you just to slow down, relax and breathe
Just do and don’t worry if you stumble and fall
I am not going anywhere, I am not going to leave
And all you ever have to do is call

I don’t need the details of your history
Nor do I ask that you try to forget,
It may remain your personal story or mystery
Yet many of the scenes I can already set

Your tender years have already shown you needless tears
The experiences designed a formidable cocoon
Encasing all your traumatic relentless fears
But great things are to come, I promise and soon

New quests, tales and times will carry you through
Conquering what hides inside, perhaps find you a new mate
Maybe you’ll find and formulate the new you
Make new memories, a new life you could create

You will no longer hide from the child inside
I will hold your hand, allow you to explore and play
No longer be alone as I will be by your side
And maybe then in this world you’ll want to stay