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Ginger And Fred
human imagination roams wild
soaring free atop mundane days
wild ideas coming from nowhere
weird notions, even funnier ways
I helplessly fantasise with women
shutting my eyes to imagine bliss
with movie stars and weather girls,
its them I fondle, cuddle and kiss
my Ginger boasts assets to die for
she's what any man would desire
yet for all her wondrous charm...
Sunday 13th September 2020 11:54 am
As The Power Lines Crackle Overhead...
Too long, too long
I’ve been too proud
to belong
to let myself lay open
and love
to open myself to love
and follow the flow
But the power lines crackle overhead
as we walk beneath
I reach my fingers for yours
feel the sparks fly
the way they always have
Too long, too long
I’ve been too scared
to belong to one
too envious
too greedy
to let myself just love
chase the current
Tuesday 24th September 2019 10:25 pm
June
Let the anticipation build Let the angst grow inside your gut Allow it to rumble and tumble and wreck havoc on your insides Feel the magnetic pull when we lock eyes a little bit too long and struggle to break away Watch me watching you while trying to hide your prying eyes Don't you dare rush a thing
Thursday 27th June 2019 5:34 am
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