I care about
you
I can’t be
without you
I want to
shout you to stay
I want to
know all about you
All the
colours of you
Keep me warm
with your wings
Give me the
courage to be bright and sing
Someone to
cuddle up
That doesn’t
want to fuck you up
Kiss you and
love you up
So many want
to be ‘the slut’
Notes of
velvety caramel on the piano
Children’s
original beans
A situation
that is ‘so no’!
I don’t want
gold
I would
rather hold you
I don’t want
cold
I would
rather console you
You are my
centrefold
My hope,my
survival
Child memory
Diarylea
Adult memory
Chemistry
The mirror
and the killer
Those dam
cologne fillers
A scary ride
It’s not
romantic or kind
Going round
and round
I’ll just
stand by the side
A scary wave
Too high you
swim for a cave
I wish I
could friend a mermaid
A scary noise
can be
Fireworks and
thunder
Bang!Bang!Bang!
You become a
runner!
A scary old
Victorian house
I can hear a
little mouse
The paintings
have moving eyes
The lights
are flickering and the floor is like ice
Smoking and
sitting on the windowsill
I look up at
the sky and I wonder
Did I catch
your eye?
Did you go
home thinking of me?
Hoping to see
me next time?
A Roman
bloodbath
I can feel
every sword
Every knife,every
attack
Guitar on the
wall
I can hear
the birdcall
The sound of
the piano
It makes me
fall
Singing,jamming,dreaming,stars
Bad luck and
negativity
I know they
won’t believe me
15 years I
haven’t been free
Still
thinking about the sea
The snow comes
falling and I think of you
There’s stars
in the sky
Angels coming
by and I think of you
There’s
tinsel on the wall
Dreams of
meeting Noel and I think of you
There’s
lights on the tree
We are
singing merrily and I think of you ,just
you
Boxes of chocolate
Glasses of
wine
Handfuls of
peanuts
We hear the
church chime
‘A perfect
cry’-Hart Crane
‘Broken
eyes’-Hart Crane
This
Christmas
I will wrap
up just nice
Say thankyou
for Jesus Christ
This
Christmas
I will eat
marshmallows and gingerbread
Stay out in
the snow till my face turns red
This
Christmas
I will be as
happy as a child
Looking at
lights
Counting down
the days and nights
This
Christmas
I hope to
make everyone smile
Have a toast
to Christmas songs and rhyme
This
Christmas
I dream of
true love
Skating on a
ice rink
With wings of
a turtledove
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