Tag Archives: love

Kissing (Deprived Of)

Of course I’m missing kissing…

I miss kissing every day.

I try to think of other things,

But the desire won’t go away.

 

I’m going out for healthy walks,

I’m doing lots of reading.

But when I think about your mouth

It’s not just my heart that’s bleeding.

 

I am obeying the Lockdown,

Big chunks of my life are missing,

But of all the things I’ve sacrificed,

Worst of all… is kissing.

Love Potion

I’m a celebration

In the bedroom. Kitchen. Car.

Wherever you wish…

I’m your remedy.

 

When the pain cuts deep

And the night doesn’t sleep

Then look for me…

I’m your remedy.

 

I’m the stretcher

for the heel of your shoe.

Make your things, and you

Ease and Expand.

 

When life gets too hard,

Just turn that card.

It’s the Queen of Hearts,

I’m your remedy.

 

When things get tight,

In the middle of the night,

Then reach for me…

I’m your remedy.

Valentine’s Day Poem

This is a poem for the broken hearted.

For those who have loved and lost.

The Star crossed lovers

Who set their course on ‘Mission Impossible’

 

Don’t be sad because you’ve tried and failed.

Because your hopes were dashed,

Because you never saw it coming,

Or, saw it coming and wished it wouldn’t.

 

Remember the love you had in your heart.

How generously you gave it.

You are that same person,

Be kind to yourself, have a cup of tea!

 

For this is a day unlike any other.

Drenched in commercialism and expectation.

When hearts are wrenched out of pockets.

Tomorrow is another day.

 

Time heals. It reveals…it goes on.

It makes buds blossom.

And fruit rot on the vine.

There’s no stopping its ruthless progress.

 

On this auspicious day of Love,

Write down for posterity,

Something you like about you.

Send yourself a Valentine

 

Unromance

These words make no sense

I’ve arranged them every way

But still cant read them

 

This flat is too small.

There’s nowhere to put my things

No space to move around

 

These shoes are too tight

They pinch my toes and heel

Make walking painful

 

That joke is not funny,

I’ve heard it too many times

I’ve stopped laughing

 

These clothes are too loose

I’ve shrunk away inside them

I’m hiding in the folds

 

This bath is too cold

The waters stood for too long

It’s lost its heat

 

That door is locked

I seem to have lost the key

I can’t open it

 

This romance is over

It was something I dreamt up

Now…I’ve woken up