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My Favourite Cup
It takes years of pondering to find the right cup;
the right shape and weight, the pattern, the handle.
It is not just a drinking vessel
It is a portal to a world of relaxation.
Maybe I’m wrong and it is just a cup
but I’d be lost without my favourite.
She has picked me up when I’ve felt alone
even with her chipped rim
she makes the perfect brew.
...
Thursday 28th February 2013 9:41 pm
You will be mine!
I’ll make you laugh I’ll make you smile
I’ll use my charm I’ll use my style
I’ll give you drinks I’ll get you drunk
you’ll look at me and see a hunk.
We’ll have a meal we’ll have a dance
we’ll dim the light for ambience.
I’ll kiss your lips I’ll kiss your neck
you’ll say to me, “Oh what the heck”.
Forget your worries and your cares
as I race...
Thursday 28th February 2013 8:21 am
Bright Star
She sat beside me and I was drawn into her orbit-
as if on a collision course.
A satellite, a meteorite, a dust particle,
an insignificant entity - magnetised.
She was my Sun and I, her worshiper.
She warmed me and I basked in her.
Her innocence masked her true potential,
her true identity.
If only she knew what she had done,
what she was capable of,
...
Wednesday 27th February 2013 10:54 pm

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