Pleasure

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Upon his throne

Upon his throne

Upon his throne he sits
Resting from the battle at hand
Upon his throne he sits
...

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Inside out

Inside out

When I met you I knew you were different.
You looked so innocent.
Now I know that you are...

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Going Solo

Going Solo

All alone

lights low

going solo

on my bed

panties off

lean back...

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WOOD PIGEON WAR -...

WOOD PIGEON WAR - alternative version

Enthralled

I watched with wonder

Through the kitchen window

Feet stuck to the floor...

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Stream Of Joy

Stream Of Joy

You enter any room and the sun comes out.

In this love for you, no one can have doubt !

You...

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WHEN THE MUSIC STOPS

WHEN THE MUSIC STOPS

Music makes me happy...

Listening to the sweet sound...

Fast or slow it sounds good to me...

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To Savour

To Savour

The days come and go so very quickly.

They seem to be over in an instant !

Use them to make...

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Pure Magic

Pure Magic

Where there was nothing, pure magic satisfies.

Our hearts are lifted in ways which can mystify !...

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PLEASURES

PLEASURES

Pleasures
Come not
From
How well
Life's work you do
That is but life's...

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" The Wanker,s Club !?...

" The Wanker,s Club !?" ( Adult18+)

" We are now official new members, Of the Wankers Club!
It is much more civilized, Than the local...

Poem -

" Sum, Do Get It ?.....

" Sum, Do Get It ?..& Some Dont !"

" I have learnt, That in my life-time !
A bit of this & a bit of that = 69 ?
Which means...

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Marina of teach

Marina of teach

The torpor blue and hurtful of the nap
the garden burns to the sun. Smells like roses burned....

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ALL WE HAVE IS US

We could pray for the world...

If the world doesn't care about us...

What's different from...

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Eudaimonia

Eudaimonia Eudaimonia!
The sunflower joins in the mania
For life has a short span
If...

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They Radiate Like Stars

I will take the back of hand.

and run it down your whole body

softly down to where the...

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No Winning Broth To Warm...

No Winning Broth To Warm The Brothels

Life's soldiers,
Sheepishly follow
Fool's kings,
Living on charities
Of iron...

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My Notebook

(My Notebook)

Poetry is my love
The notebook is my marriage
A bandage for old and new...