Once in every while
it was so nice to talk to you last night,
I need to hear your smile,
so tender, sweet and light,
not so very often
but once in every while.
once I said 'I'm your man'
you replied how...
Thursday 19th August 2010 11:48 am
By your breathless side I left my hope;
as the thick curtain closed and engulfed us,
our future frayed like a worn hemp rope.
In dark deathlessness I’m alone to grope
for a frail ribbon, my own dreams surplus
as by your breathless side I leave my hope.
Black is precise, but my clothing is taupe;
life’s fabric faded to washed out hues,
my future frayin...
Sunday 4th April 2010 2:19 pm