Do I have the pipes?

Do I have the pipes?

Do I have the likes?

Is my heart ready and ripe?

Sex on a ship deck

Sex on a jumbo jet

Sex in a text

I haven’t forgotten about sex

Or being kissed on my neck

I don’t care about ab’s and pec’s or being ‘perfect’

Just someone that can make me wet

The snog

In the disco fog

The snog

By the fire log

No need for dialogue

I feel like the underdog

God,

Make it stop

It’s feels like I’m falling,a paradrop

I’m living for sweets,old books,clothes shops

I need true love

Make it stop

If your alone and love my bones

Tell me now and take me home

The lights are hurting my eyes

‘Awful thoughts and a trembling hand’-Mary,Lady Chudleigh

So you want to make history?

You want to solve a mystery?

Sometimes love is illusionary

Honesty will save me

It governs my heart

I got fat

What about the blooming years?

‘Your strength,your life,your light’-Mary,Lady Chudleigh

I want to be ruler of the waves!

The lily pond

Like that first chord

‘Because it is in my heart’-Stephen Crane

Misery meal alone

I need wine and chatter

I need a ‘lantern’ voice in my head

Where is the inkpot?

‘The tangerine of earth’-Billy Collins

I want to begin a friendship

In summer,all lawn and sky

A fountain of creativity

With a hunger for affection

The three studs of Orions belt

Can I master a tight fitting silk dress?

Love

The season and the scene

Sorrowful shore

A period of insanity

A touch of fire

To all that is good

The most important part in my heart

‘An aurora soft-pouring’-Arthur Hugh Clough

‘To kindle the embers’-Arthur Hugh Clough