Thoughts are things
Interlacing strings
Sacred vibrations
Imaginations
Affairs of the Heart
Harmony
Mollifying waves
Sanctify my frequency
If he was a triptych,
Surely you’re harmony
Love Indentured
He engendered
Then surrendered
Love indentured;
Nothing ventured
That Moon
That moon’s a slice of lemon pie
The light that dark cannot disguise
The hello to end all my goodbyes
Q.R.V.
Laconic & Gin, he serves with a grin,
His favourite apéritif
Spirit: future-proof, 99% beauf
I’d rather gulp Q.R.V.
Dawn
Winter’s ennui
Became spring’s élan
If he was my dusk,
Surely you are my dawn
Sun
Twilight was over
‘Fore it had begun
If he was my Moon,
Surely you are my Sun
Ship to Shore
I followed these waves
To where I was before
If he was my sea,
Surely you are my shore
Conquistador
My darling, one tack
I will deign to conspire;
The more secrets you conquer
The more you’ll desire
Deliberate/Deliberate
My darling, one ken
I’m afraid you’ll discover;
There are some wrongs from which
Right can never recover
malarky musings 