My new best friend.
Oh you insignificant piece of shit
you self indulgent wanker
if I had wanted safe and comfortable
I would have took up with a banker.

Your rough and ready complexion,

As we wander into the dark,dark night
Unsure of the coming again of light
Take with us a picture of the best thing in sight;

The love of those left behind.

Who gives a fuck if I live or die
Who cares if I'm alone and wish to cry
They should have thought of it before instead of asking why;

Now it's to late to gather the corn!

eyes of flame
hair the same
did not even know her name
left me feeling
left me reeling
left me up beyond the ceiling
could it be
could i see
anything in those eyes for me
answer ; no

Who can count the many faces that have gazed upon your beauty?
How many the storms ridden over countless miles of water safe in the knowledge that you would guide them?
A beacon,

morning's awakening
The first touch of the morning dew as it manifests itself on the open cup of the hollyhock gazing languidly toward the eastern sky,

So here we are again my son the nights are getting colder
with each and every heart beat my body growing older!

Two years it was since you first left to find your own pathway
Two years of struggling within my head remembered words you'd say
So off I trekked to find you, relinquishing all sense

How on earth can I describe,
the sights that I have seen,
while sitting in my warm safe house,
no sign there of a dream.
Paradise in heaven,
without a fear nor care
Rainbows,

To stop and say,
‘Just another day’,
While we think about the past
May not be right,
As I, contrite,
Still feel it will not last.

Too long we linger,
Whilst senses ginger

Lysergic acid diathelyde but they called it LSD
it usually came on sugar cubes
or at least it did for me.
A journey beyond comprehension that's what the add men say

Pointing Percy at the porcelain Peter proudly peeked,
Russell, in his robes; now rags, reticently reeked.
Peters pride and pristine passion permeated prudent pattern

The pages of my diary filled;
Like my senses,
With the perfume of your aroma;
Soft heavenly wafts of delicate fragrance herald your closeness in the morning,

As the slipper fell, so too my heart for want of an explanation,

It had been a scant few hours since we met but I felt we were destined to be.