I’m falling in love with you.
You’re a drug to me, yet it’s my hands round your neck you love.
Wild tormented girl, you’ve taken my heart.
We drive down the coast, waiting for the world to end.
It might, tonight.
The Nymph
a nymph on the shore,
as the waves move in
she calls to you softly,
yet the words are odd
her expression is plain,
please listen to the sea
you listen for a time,
as you hear sounds
under the waves now,
with her heart so close
her palace of shells,
your watery home
Serious
Serious;
yet when you
say, “Hello“,
I take the piss.
You and Me = Cosy
candles many
blankies set
cakey baked
aglow we sit
watching
In the Shallows
shallow water
shells,
sand,
and
sea
creatures are exposed
as we play
The Detective
troubled and brilliant
he evaluates the scene
always the detective
Weirdo
You’re so serious,
yet you act like such a weirdo.
The Past
You stare into the mirror, hoping for something different.
The person in the mirror is you, and you know who you are now.
It took the broken pieces of your past to come together, just like this mirror, for you to see clearly.
You look into the mirror and say, “Well, a bit of foundation will do.“
Autocracy
blue sky
you convince your
people, the sky is green
Fairy Floss Heart
fairy floss heart
too sweet and fickle
beating fluffy floss
C & K 