I was lost for years, a broken man.A man so filled with pain.No inspiration, no hope, no love.She made me write again. The world was just a Twilight place.A world of grey and rain.But out of the blue, she came to meAnd made me write again. She was in her...
The silence bore a beat. The lonely sound, at last unbound. The fleeting catch of eyes, lent a desperate glare, to the sensual air. The music joins the throng. The violin committing sin. It slowly rapes your soul. That haunting sound, rips you abound. So...
Life is a thirty two point compass, all heading in different ways. You make the choices that you do and live like this your days. Each decision leads another thirty two, because you can always then go back. But the path gets more complicated, as the turns...
You're a study in contradiction, Strong yet battling deep affliction, Hippolyte meets Euridice. You can bring the sun with a single glance, A knight would lower down his lance Your token, he would make all the world see So why are you so sad inside? What...
Many years of dull regret, were burning from my cigarette. My heart was grey and weary. The world seemed dull and plain. When out the corner of my eye, a presence started walking by. The heavens had heard my lament, And I would never be the same. You walk...
What dream did she appear from? This Sidhe like elven sprite. She bewitches me by daytime, And each and every night. Her humbleness deceiving. She wields almighty powers. Words no longer necessary. I could gaze for hours and hours. She gives me just enoug...
How can you just sit there, With your eyes so deep and beautiful? Lost in your thoughts, But seeing only me.Your subtle frame so adoring, The other pleasures that you bring.You are only now half naked, But your spirits flying free. You came into my soul, ...
The tempest outside was unleashing her passion Without a thought for your turtleneck fashion. So both caught short, you hastened on in, To the pub where I was drinking my tonic and gin.A massive log fire, protruded her heat, To all of the patrons who were...
She lay there gently sleeping, her breath was quiet but sound. The night too hot for covers, I was staring at her mound. She always raised a quiver when sleeping or awake, but gazing upon her at that time, was more than I could take. I slowly walked on ov...
In Guildford's sweet hills, her grasses I lay. The summer was golden, a beautiful day. I was reading a book that I had not read before. When I first laid my eyes on the lovely Miss Moore. She was wearing a skirt the colour of night, her hair was all flowi...
The paper is empty. The pen lays alone. The words non-delivered. No anything shown. For how can I write now she’s walked away? My words have dried up. I have nothing to say. I needed her grace, her body, her mind, to show me the meaning of all that I find...
The memories of things never happened. The desires that were shared in our mind. The laughter conjured from nothing. The touches that weren’t, left behind. Wondering how it is I am losing. When I remember not taking part. Thoughts of the rift make it larg...
If you are not there,how can I stareat the moon's crescent?If you are not present,how can the sun shine down?How will I lose this frown?What words to say?If you are away. If you are away,how can I stay alive and well?How can I tell,if you were ever true?O...
The world was dark, as black as night. I walked in shame. But in my life, glowing brightly, you just came. I knew that nothing, could ever really, be the same. On the day you met me. You took my hand and pulled me up, you dried my eye. We gently kissed, I...
I'd been sitting in a shop window, waiting ages for a buyer. I was simply out of fashion then. I was a simple wooden lyre. My strings were plucked a hundred times, and were fastly growing worn. My music of a bygone age, my varnish looked forlorn. I had g...
