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Wanton woman’s song

Oh my love
My darling man
Come to me
Come and sit
Beside me my man
And adore me
There’s a moon
The moon is lit
It is full
Fill me
Fill me with your love
Your passion
Adore me
Look the moon
It is across the sky
Hold wanton me
Adore me
I implore thee

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I feel like a six legged bosk

I am grieving for my life that’s lost

But for that I feel like a six legged bosk

I am emotional and pathetic it’s true

But I can’t see a way to live without you

So laugh if you will, with your blackened heart

For I cannot bare for us to be apart

Don’t humiliate me with your wistful teases

I want to be with you if it pleases?

I love you in every way, shape and form

Being away makes me forlorn

So when I come home, just let me know

That you will never again, see me go

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I feel in flagellation

I’ve heard your secret whispers, your little words of prose

I know they are for me, your essence strongly glows

They keep me strong, though I’m always guessing

Whether you’re really part of me?

If you just write a little note, to confirm for little old me?

A little email no one will know, just to help me realise I’m not a psycho

It will be appreciated very much; I need your words as they do touch

My inner heart grows stronger, with every confirmation

Without those little signs I feel in flagellation

Let me know, you are truly there

But ultimately, show me you care…

 

 

 

 

 

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wrapped in pretty lace

Go to sleep and all your wishes will come true they say

I tried to sleep but was dismayed

I couldn’t sleep, well, not that deep

I was full of excited energy, my essence wanted to play

I am sleepy now, tired, and woeful that I didn’t sleep

I hope my wishes aren’t lost, wiped away by a sweep

They’ll try again, they always say

To get me back to where I belong

But I am tired of them repeating, the same old song

My soul cries loudly and my essence is dying

It’s dying of many broken hearts

For I love quite deep and I love a lot

Yet I feel forgotten and left to rot

I need their warm embrace

I don’t need false promises wrapped in pretty lace

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problem with monogamy

The cupids are arguing about the matters of my heart

Who shall I fall in love with? Where should I start?

There’s many a potential lover for me, all are nice as nice can be

It’s a sweet shop for me right now, who should I choose? Or should I continue to prowl?

I love each of my dears almost equally, my heart’s been unlocked, and they’ve all got a key

Maybe monogamy isn’t my way, should I have them all and risk some will stray?

I need their love and I need their care, I need to know they’ll always be there

But I fear they will leave me, get bored with the wait

As I sit back and wonder who’s a mistake?

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future apology

Although your heart breaks tomorrow, I know I promised you no sorrow

But I cannot borrow the vision of the future past

I am sorry I’ve made your heart overcast

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I love you I’m afraid

My heart flutters like a net filled with butterflies when you are near

My dear

My dreams are filled with hope when you walked into my life

I fear

You wonder why I said, what I said before, I am afraid of you, afraid you’ll walk out the door

It’s queer

But I’m afraid you’ll leave me, my dear…

This was supposed to have become a song, but I couldn’t think of anything else to add to this, so it became a poem.

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out of this pigpen

Like burnt wood my heart remembers a life of beauty, of radiance and fresh life that was pure

Untouched by your hand, untouched by man, living a life obscure

I was taken for granted back then, when I was untouched by men

I am taken for granted now and left to burn like a rotten sow

I’m not sure quite what happened, I know it was a sin

For my memories are hazed but you are there within

I am a shadow of my former self

I cannot be her again

I need to find a way to be, out of this pigpen

I have no idea what was going on in my head when I wrote this, don’t ask me what this poem is about because it’s obscure even to its writer ha-ha make what you will of it.

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sailing into the moonbeams

moonbeams 1This is a song I wrote this morning, again I can hear the music and I know how it should be sung, but when reading it on paper it doesn’t seem like it makes much sense, but as a song in my head it’s beautiful and I wish I could write music so I could have done the music to go with it and sing it – it has a very Kate Bush mixed Sarah Brightman sound to the vocals.  I can sing, when my throat isn’t suffering it’s regular viruses, hence why I don’t aspire to be a singer/songwriter, just a songwriter/composer.  Hope you enjoy it?

Look at me

I am sailing into the moonbeams ahead of a dream

I am happy, with silver showers

Guiding me to be free

The night is a friend

I know her well

She is there for me always and is true to me

I trust her

She means the world to me

She helps me set my heart released

From, from the memory of you

I wrap myself up in a milky way – blanket made of silk

I feel the coolness of the air tonight

She has given me the sight – to know

That your weren’t the one for me

So now, I live my life free

Oh woe is not in my heart anymore

I am free now

I can live happily on in my dreams

Ahh, I can see that the night is an angel

She washes me as I sleep

Taking the badness of my day away

In my bed making me sail away

Into the moonshine, into the glaze of the universes wonderful maze

Oh it is true

Look at me

I am sailing into the moonbeams ahead of a dream

I am happy, with silver showers

Guiding me to be free

The night is a friend

I know her well

She is there for me always and is true to me

I trust her

She means the world to me

She helps me set my heart released

From, from the memory of you

 

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The vampire has needs

See the silky blue epitaph across the evening sky, soon to be clouded by twilight within this spirits sigh

A little song I’m singing, about my life back there within the foreclosures of my mind it is better there

My existence is with darkness; my capacity for light is dead

I can no longer withstand the sun, my coffin is my bed

I will walk with strangers and know them well, like friends

But they will never know me, for their life I’ll bring to end

I do this very casually, like the beating heart

I’ll take their lives so swiftly, and tear their families apart

Through grief, if they’re loved

And I’m sorry for their pain

But I need my refreshments, and I’ll do it all again

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