Friday 25 July 2008


I cannot wait
for you to pull me off my bed
run your finger through my spine
open me and plunge right in;
tensed I wait for your wet finger
to touch me.
Grasp me
Fondle me beloved
before I return to spend an eternity
on the bookshelf.

Tuesday 1 July 2008


Clouds dull the night sky
while puddles on earth twinkle.
Rain changes all things.


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