Out of the frame comes hollow art,

Fly as high as life will let you

One hug means all the world to me

Things aren't always what they seem,

Clothing as well as beauty can be skin deep.

Things tatter in dreams

Like soaked pieces of paper

A brave sun struggles to penetrate the clouds

Red stilettos on the pier

A deck chair with no pr...

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Pulse to pulse, drowning in feathers

Swept by tides of love all moonful midnight,

In the sea and sand having

A pint and potatoes with no salt,

Love is sweet whilst it travels

Close to each other and nature

Together we share time

And time in turn shares us

The pain of recognition bites

Like the rail tracks turning, turning…

Streaks ...

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