I have a youtube rendition by Dave Nachmanoff who plays, sings and wrote the tune at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1biOUBhYm6Y

I wrote the poem and had the idea of the tune 33 years ago but never got round to the song due to not being musical. My daughter and her friend kindly acted the younger couple!

Loves Insane

Mondays are mundane

and I wouldn’t choose Tuesdays too,

Wednesdays...

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Come, light a match with

tingling fingers to ignition.

Flames kindle and prance in petalled shades of romance,

or burn like the sun.

Love is fire,

No fire is safe.

They burn like mischief and adventure,

like winter shoots trembling under Spring's dark crust,

bursting up with exuberance.

Love is like that too.

Love is gentle, love is kind

love is forceful, love is b...

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How can love go so wrong?

We shone like the space station in the sky.

Her gentle eyes, hers soft sweet skin were like winning the lottery to me

Her rose bud lips, her leaf soft hair

We walked like deer across the hills

How can love go so wrong?

I had a wife but now she’s dead. She was like a fire for me,

 When she went, I felt the cold, the empty rooms all alone.

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Do you know it’s her birthday?

She might come out tonight, depends on the chemo,

treatment end is in sight.

My son has left for Uni,

he messaged today to say  he’s making lots of friends.

You’ll miss him being away.

And the wind blows softly

 and the rain falls lightly

 and we’ll never want for water on the moors

It’s not funny when you haven’t got a po...

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The sun is shinin' on the leaves,

The squirrel's chasin' through the trees

But I don’t need to get high cos I’m trippin on love.

He reads me like a kindle book

Powers me down and reboots me up

But I don’t need rechargin’ cos I’m trippin on love

Like eagles high across the sky

We soar together, with you I fly

No need to get high

Cos I’m trippin’ on love

No need to get ...

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Its Saturday night at the taxi rank

street angels are steering girls to the cabs;

legs over tits like a Picasso and

it’s wild, and it’s laughter, and songs are buzzin’.

So can you hear the people weeping?

can you see the children dying?

All you knew was love, Alan, all you knew was love

as you drove your taxi through this world.

And the laughter and the love in t...

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( this is not about my daughters, see comments below. Please read it as a romance...)

I don’t need a telescope to know you’re a star

I don’t need a microscope to see what you are

It’s clear to me

It’s clear as day

You’re perfect in every way.

I don’t need a bank to know what you’re worth

I don’t need an atlas to see you are my Earth

It’s clear to me

It’s clear as day

Yo...

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