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Will The Storm Ever Pass
Will the storm ever pass
and will this one be the last?
Will my becalmed and tethered mind
remember the debris flying past?
I wished that I was of the earth
compatible with green growth
not expelling water and air
I wished that I was not a fire.
That I could be earthly bound,
my words be made of clay
...Friday 6th August 2021 11:44 am
Red Wine
Let us spill our red wine together,
abandon all concerns about stains.
Let us take a long drive together,
and get lost in the woodland lanes...
Our picnic will simply be of cheese & wine,
with a soft blanket to cushion the ground,
and when we spill that red wine on each other,
we'll lick it up & make some giggling sound...
Yes, let us spill our red wine togeth...
Monday 23rd July 2012 7:56 pm
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