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what is it that I'm lacking? Is there a gulf in me? Is it so vast That I can't climb out of it? Does your sight see right down To the abyss in..

When your eyes meet my feet, When they reach the hilt of my chest, Rest on my shoulders And carve etches into my cheekbones, Do you pause for ai..

Sliding on in. Casually grinning from ear to ear, Slinking into darkness, Wrapping itself in sin. Smugly perching in its corner, Dressed in thinl..

Sitting on the edge of reason, Emotive me, logical me, Balanced, precariously - Where I have been previously. Floating, floating marvellously. ..

Undoing the rhyme and the hard-earned time, Poetry flows in bows - Painting tails of yesterday And tears upon my toes. Untying the dreams and t..

Beyond the realms of time we began, And began in tender ways. With souls laid out bare to the stars and the winds And with hearts so rare they were..

We found a place together - A wall hung low against an arch of grass. We lolled in conversation, Averting gaze and mutual gaze, Groping in the dar..

I don't think of you as I used to before That's for sure, that's for sure. It's not that I don't want to find you alive Any more, any more, But I ..

I lie awake in blistered ache, Avoiding the dreams and the void in between. I stare at the air with too much care And hear the whispers beginning ..

We didn't dance together But when we did it was clumsy. Our feet knocked together, Out of rhythm and awkward. We'd lose grip of each other And ge..