Category: Friendship

Sharing Time

Sharing time with you

Makes me happy

       Respite from reality

A secret space

      Touch and embrace

Feelings of vitality

Wrap close around me

Like tendrils of morning mist

                          Clinging, hard to resist
Sharing time with you

Is the pinnacle of my week

            Emotional peak

From that first meet, kiss

The feelings of bliss

                     Engulf me

You feed my mind

I reply in kind

                Cerebral compatibility

Shoot the moon

 My friend 

what is it you  mean to me
You listen to my problems

Never judge

Think of options

Sometimes fudge

Share my triumphs and my lows

Give support and rarely carp 

Hah!  makes you seem

 like an angel with a harp
However there is that other side

Wicked humour 

sometimes snide

gossip and rumour

your stock in trade

you take no prisoners if you are right

talk very loudly all the time

tend to behave badly when out at night

 

But my friend you are the best, a boon

you make me happy you make me sane

together we shout at the moon.
Updated version of my friend

Sparkling frost warmed by the sun

My love is not of the springtime

Blossoms, nesting birds and new born lambs

Rising sap and sprouting leaf
Nor  is it the love  of summertime
Bursting buds, showy flowers, perfumed air

Hot wind, heating the skin
It is not the love of  autumn 

Falling leaves, rain and cold wind

Hot and cold alternately 
My love is of the winter

Sharp sparkling frost warmed by the rays of the gentle sun

Cold outside but inner warmth sitting by the cracking flames
Heady lust  has settled

Looking for new pastures has waned

Now the warmth of friendship, the bond of trust

Shared dreams, laced with humour.

Relationships normal chain

The bubble has been burst

Will that be the worst

Life gets in the way

Almost every day

Changes put a strain 

On relationships normal chain

He/she can make you sad

Also make you mad

Love is but a guide

You cannot run and hide
What is this nebulous thing

The emotion that pulls our string

Attraction, sex and lust

May well just go bust

The underlying theme

That makes our eternal dream

Is a perfect symbosis 

With absolutely no neurosis

Its a rare and perfect beast

Easy to become deceased.

Anticipation

Anticipation 

Starting a new chapter

Anticipation

New period of rapture

Anticipation 

Tick all the boxes
Anticipation

Expecting lots of validation

Throw out procrastination

Anticipation

Putting aside old wrongs 

Clean sheet being strong
Anticipation

 Damp down expectations

Anticipation

Waiting for  adventure, to hatch

Anticipation

Butterfly or Moth updated 

Butterfly or Moth,

Beautiful markings plight it’s troth,

The one gets applauded, the other disdained,

Yet each is beautiful, if we view unrestrained,

The day and the night,

Each has a part, if we use our foresight,

Butterfly or Moth, just look and see,

A beautiful creature born to be free.
Butterfly or Moth,

Which do you see?

When you look at people,

When you look at me,

Are your judgements valid,

More than skin deep?

Do you look, beneath the surface,

Your judgement to meet.
Butterfly or Moth,

Beautiful markings plight it’s troth,

The one gets applauded the other disdained,

Yet each is beautiful, if we view unrestrained.