Madness
I never thought I'd miss You Half as much As I do. I must give credit To the doves above, Reminding me of love; Forever in debit. Your kiss Was such I can't explain, But remains On my lips And nice tits Too.
In Love
I can tell you are in love; What would you give To hold on to that connection? You have faced rejection, Humiliation And more But you still keep coming back. The store Of memories. Don’t glamorise the past; Live with them if you can, If you are any kind of man. I see you when you are not around And without a sound You appear before me; The elegance And grace Of you Takes my breath away. What the fucking hell, Is this a spell You cast Or was it myself? That’s probably true And despite appearance A romantic in a shell.
Nearly Man
The nearly man Looking for a voice. I don’t think he can Make a choice. If he could He would. The element of addiction Poses a restriction; It's in his blood. Sit back, Relax, These are the facts. See how it unfolds; Who knows, Who gives a damn For the nearly man
Turn On
Two pretty girls Kissing; Why is this such a turn on? Is it so strange The twirls of passion Have a wider range Than you imagine? Something is missing. And it is not you. Intervene? No, Love in all its forms Finds a course. Can only be clean If true.
Check Mate
My underestimation, She could always Beat me at chess And I am a smart guy. Straight A's - That’s just education. Intelligence You cannot buy. What about sex? Wonderful smile, Slim body Next to mine. The pleasure went by, Now I am on trial There is no explanation!
Crossover
Paths crossover Form a knot A strangle hold on life And I discover More than I forgot Imperfect memory rife With clutter I know so much Yet knowledge of itself has no power unless I untangle These threads Apply what I know And show a different angle
Prism of Love
Looking through the prism of love I saw heaven above And it smiled on me. Full of colour, full of light Now theres only black and white, And shades I cannot see. The litter of a life That too often offended A broken heart That could never be mended So I blow on the embers of hope And remember the prism of love
Stranger
Don’t score with girls no more Bit of a bore. I find life a chore. I could sleep with a whore, And get STDs. Instinct tells me If this doesn’t kill me, It will make me stronger, But I am a stranger To myself. I have a limited shelf life, My sell by date already passed. Mom took thalidomide. It helps with morning sickness. I wasn’t born defective. That was down to me, And I find myself Mixed with controversy. Good guy, bad guy. Quick shag or marry. I have a second skin, Maybe a dozen more. The difference is thin. My implosion, In slow motion, I see every day. I understand the agony, My mental state Can fluctuate, From joy To utter despair. I thought this was How every one felt, But I was dealt A card of chance. It had your image on it, So I looked for romance. Like a stray dog seeking a home And when it doesn’t happen You cry to your soul. My tears are private, Even alone. A scavenger of life, Like an hyena. I could not say it plainer, Still a stranger To my life.
Junkie
His face looks sweaty You can bet he knows what happens next Andrenalin kicks in Flows through his body But the pain Won't go away Not today Not tomorrow So he lives a life in sorrow For something he never did Just want you to know He accepts the situation He is in No regrets or anger Will pacify him The needle marks In his arm Don’t seem to heal So he steals from his future And that’s quit stark
Look Who’s Back
Stevie's back Don’t take jack Sees the lights Of authority Waving at him. On his knees does it please You? I doubt it That would be sadistic; Not in your nature. Is there no cure? Don’t be a critic, Let's get specific. Rejected all my life, But I turned out terrific. You kissed me to bed at night, You reeked of cigarttes And cheap sherry. I bury the thoughts. Such a pity. You weren't bad, Essentially good, But you could Never Understand What I am about.
No More
I stagger when I walk And I spit when I talk. But my eloquence Is no recompense For what I put you through. Sure you got money; I know you didn’t want it But I flaunt it Anyway. I miss your cheeky face Every day of my life. Love severed Impossible to To replace. Not a snow man, I don’t melt away. Been dealt duff hands before But sure I can recover And discover a new reality.
Hope
You. You Gave me hope That what I saw was true; But that, That was pure fantasy. No melody But discord. And you know me. Just wanted to stay true To you I, I know you're with another. You. You’ve told me many times before I wish I didn’t care so much But somehow I do First love, Last love. Am I looking for crutch To buy Or will I get by?
Lost in Admiration
I am lost in admiration. My precision Is quite good. I can't touch you anymore, The boundaries created Leave me flat on the floor. But I get up again Or love is not true. I think it is; You give it, Take it, Some times even fake it. That leads to complications, Thwarted And aborted; Views of life contorted. Take love and passion aside Can you abide with what is left? a question for me I think.
Too Much
We kiss, we touch Am I too much? Did I come on too strong? Love means more to me Than I could ever say, But I still like to play. Sorry, I was wrong; Misfired reasoning, Thoughts gone astray. Forgive my indiscretion; Caught in the moment I guess, where I belong. Take me up, Take me higher. You have the quiet power To inspire. Yes, I need tighter rhymes Yes, I need better rhythm. There is nothing given here. Don’t be kind, I am not blind, Just can't seem to see; But I will find A way To climb the tower Of my expectation I have to believe that much.
My Emotion Now
Some people might get some pleasure, You're not one, I am sure. On my radio I can put on a show. You were my anchor, Now I am all at sea. Pen to page I don’t know where this leads; It's unformed. Like me. But you get what you see. Made many mistakes But never deceived. I love you too much, Now I can't touch.
Not Impressive
I know I am not impressive; But I am generous and kind. I pay no mind To those Who find My actions are deplorable. I just want to help, I still think you're adorable. That won't go away, And so I say goodbye My princess. This hurts me more than I can say And I prey And I pray; But there is no way back, I fell too far, No retrieving, No deceiving of who you are.
Hideaway
I need a place to go and hideaway; I can't stay here any more. The core of my problem, All too evident. I wish I had the wits To prevent What is happening to me, But I don’t. Wake up Wake up. Amazingly, I find myself still alive. How can this be? The self imposed abuse I go through every day Would kill an elephant What does that say about me? Resilient I guess.
Bring Me Back
I mean no harm, But the charm Of me Has gone. Now I am on the run; Escaping what I don’t know. I want to show you The deliberation Of my expectation. I did love you so, Still do. Bring me back from the precipice. Why can't I get a kiss From you? That means something. Your lips are sealed, There's the reveal. You have gone for another. I don’t care about that, But you have bliss In your pocket, And you wear it well. But remember Life is just a spell.
Magic Vixen
You do not hold back. I know this is true. I said 'I love you' back on you. The sirens scream for an arrest; I detest, that’s an early warning. The sun is dawning. Will I pull through? I must try Or die. You were my magic vixen; A fighter through and through. Ready to save, And be brave good.
Scathing Walls
They want me to fit in, So I scratch the walls 'Till my nails bleed. What I need Is to get them off my tail. I can't bail, Never shirk a fight; But the cold light Of my destiny Grows pail. How can such a square peg Fit in to reality? That’s a matter for me To decide. I confide this to you, As you are true. The ship has sailed But I still love you
A Man of Little Talent
Am I an angel, Or the devil incarnate? Now have to stand on my own two feet And listen to the beat Of my heart. What does this say about me? I am not a loner, I delight in eccentricity. Troubled minds I can cope with, The clover they live in. Students who walk down my street Don’t realise It's tough out there. That’s not on the curriculum, Life is not to play for fun; But the sun also rises On those who don’t run. Commitment was essential. I never really worked, Just had causes I believed in. I did my best With what little talent I had.