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Category Archives: Love
All dressed up
Where can I go
To follow
In your footsteps?
To wander
In your stead
All dressed up
To go nowhere
In particular
Lucid dreaming
Takes me somewhere
Far off
Still the sky
Covers us all
Until nightfall
We deconstruct
Consuming warmth
To stay our idleness
To stoke the fire
Inside and out
To tell you
How much
Is enough
With Love
Naked eye
Unseen world
Eludes me
Trapped beneath
Beautiful skin
Feeling like
Sinking in
To seek
Worlds beneath
Yet cannot
Touch
Is rough
Skin we're in
Village people
It takes a village
So they say
To send them
On their way
Hands full
Of love
Breakfast crumb
Tea cold swill
Drowning
Not waving
Smiling
Frustrating
Who will be
Just be
With me
In revelry?
Storm brews
For longer than
Cafe crews
Stronger
Arms are tired
Holding up the sun
When fellows farewell
One by one
Who is left
But Mum
They need their village
People
Online only
Locked in
Wholly
Sleeping in
till one
Are we allowed
Some fun?
Inner space
Ground control
Lost comms
Suspended bodies
Hearts and minds
Floating freely
Animated at last
By the touch
Of another soul
In space
Missing love
But alive
Admiring the view
From above
Longing to feel
Earth beneath
Weight of gravity
Between us
There is life
Inner space
Waiting game
Couldn't wait
To see
Whether to
Weather together
Could you?
Goodness Gracious
Good love
gives life
Eyes to see
Ears to hear
Lips to taste
Sense to feel
Singing with
Heart strings
Mind mementos
World demanding
Attend to pain
Universe expanding
Growing again
Longing to witness
Presence within
Love is always
A gift
To give
Collision course
We are all pockmarked by the scars of things that should have been otherwise, the way the moon bears the craters of collisions in space that it could do nothing to avoid.
My Year of Living Vulnerably, Rick Morton
Hope hurts
Filling trenches
Sweeping dead leaves
Planting new seeds
Weeds are salad greens
Expectations of future
Change is waylaid
Contentment is paid
Out in daily mail
Playwright tonight
Stack the deck
Pawn in check
Win and genuflect
Dark horse rooms
Ask me my stars
Swing me in bars
Strum my guitar
Never knowing
How to play cards
Show me your hand?
Gentle Giant
Stooped gently
Shelter breeze
Sun shade
Tall at ease
Soft lines
Greet tenderly
Bleeding empathy
In golden glints
Words fade
Meaningless
Disturb
Peace endless
Type text
Frivolous
Only feels
Smooth body
Colours reveal
Tender gaze
Soft light
Evensong
Searching faces
None to stare
Walking bare
Among friends
With me
Count the stars of heaven 