Friday, 27 March 2009


The first time I saw you
I felt a warm rush of air
Around my neck
Almost as if you had
Grabbed me
And licked me there

My mouth went rather dry
And words seemed to stumble
As I did
Along the path to discovering you
It wasn't love at first sight
Lust, rather

I would trip by your office
Listen to some music
You would make me laugh
With your satirical wit
I liked the way you looked
At me, knowingly

Several years passed
And you drifted
From my thoughts
Almost like a small ship
Sailing from my harbour
Storing our memories

Now the light from
Our adventures
Has somewhat dimmed
Although I still imagine
An illicit meeting
Exploration and revelation

I imagine that air
Around my neck
Softly caressing like silk
Feathered on my body
Hands lightly playing
Curvaceous melody

Pleasure seekers
Brought together
By wanton desire
Sharing the danger
Of a yearning that
Can never be fulfilled

Culminating in a climax
Of cloaks and daggers
It rains outside my window
But I am kept warm
By the soft glow
Of my treacherous heart

Thursday, 12 March 2009


When I lie in bed alone, forlorn
And it seems all hope escapes me
I look to my box of memories
And go where pleasure takes me

My aching heart would burst with joy
And beat at such a pace
To be filled with such delight
Just to see your face

You dance around inside my head
Your image clear and true
T’would seem like you were with me now
And all I’d have to do

Is reach o’er just to hold your hand
See your head rest on the pillow
But alas you are not really there
And I weep with the willow

For the times we have to be apart
But wish to be together
We two alone shall be as one
And will be parted never

For all the looks which pass between
And all the words ne’er spoken
This love we have shall conquer all
And never will be broken

Through the frozen
Biscay of your thoughts
I would attempt to tread

The basic rhythm
Thwarted by a dream
A sense of everlasting

Suddenly I sway
A realisation
Of night, of day, of us

A floating mantra
If you were here
Where would I be?

Too much drama
And the pressure builds
A common restriction –

Tight, random feeling
If I let you – would you run?
Or would you be thankful

That the only exit
Is the one you made

My turning out
As my muse

Thursday, 5 March 2009


You looked at me
With an intensity so clear
What passion burned in your soul
Was reflected through your eyes
When you sang to me last night

When I heard your melody
There was no more despair
Your voice came to me
Like air to a drowning being
Like the dark, I was lifted

A thousand words you spoke and it
Was as if I had been deaf
For a thousand heartbeats
But it needed no proving
A need within me awoke

Rock city glamour puss
Torn from the breast
Of your anarchic world
You came into my spotlight
Now let’s see you perform

You moved with a
Rhythmic quality
That betrayed your dancers past
I felt your life blood
Screaming through my veins

Now the boards you tread
Carpet my existence
I hear you through my window
I see you in my dreams
I breathe your fire

A fleeting moment
Seemed to last a lifetime
My trembling world
Was stilled in your presence
When you sang to me last night