White Band
I wear it on my arm as a symbol of our love,
I admired it and you gave away a part of you to me.
Your style, your flair, your elegance
bounces against veins pumping blood to my metaphorical heart, always.
A symbol of healing, of patching things up...
a bandaid of the heart, the soul...
...of us.
I will be your white band,
I will soak away all that pain, that hurt, t...
Saturday 15th October 2011 11:47 pm
True Love Starts...
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DARK TOWER poem
THE DARK TOWER
On the barren northern moors
lies a dark lonely tower.
No one ever goes there,
not a bird sings or a rabbit jumps.
This is the place of loneliness
and of despair and foreboding.
The sky is a leaden grey and
the wind howls around the tower.
Long lost souls cry for release.
Some may be your friends of long ago
or some lo...
Saturday 10th September 2011 1:44 pm
Just for now
Exchanging blissful affection,
eyes searching ambers tawny depths.
This is whim V perhaps,
as kisses lightly sweep over
teasing a delicate surface.
Laughter sits comfortably
between sunny days
that just for now
seeks no permanence.
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Our Blanket beneath The Stars
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