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Now and then
Now and then
I want to tell you
I am something different
To what you think I am.
I want to hold your hand
Now and then
And look into your eyes
Before turning away
Suddenly just to confuse you.
Now and then
I want to write love song
After love song
For you
And keep writing
Until the skin starts
To fall off my fingers.
...
Saturday 19th November 2011 9:50 am
O Sweet Confusion
Wisdom is not chronological.
One wasp
hidden in the gentle petals
makes all the blossoms suspect
and much joy is lost.
Saturday 6th August 2011 11:37 am
Perfect Place
I don’t want to wake you
When you’re sleeping so quiet
on my shoulder.
I don’t want to brush your
Hair back down from your face
or turn down the stereo.
I don’t want to sing in
the rain nor do I want
to sail away into the sunset.
I don’t want to close the curtains
and shut out the moon
Shining down on us
Like we are in the spotlight
of some imaginary film.
...
Sunday 13th February 2011 9:44 am
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