Knowing no-one, but looking, desperately needing connection Engine throbbing like a distant dance party in hell, resonating in every wall and steel plate, ladder, corridor Smell of hot ...

My love breathes as she sleeps on… half her body pressed into half of… my soul holds its breath, listenin… “I love you” she says but no words can tell the story

Narcissus grew to hate the touch of breeze on his forgott… or the warmth of sunshine on his f… the wind rippled his perfect mirro… annoyance irritation.

The tide comes in The tide goes out a dog lying in the sun stretches a… the universe sighs And moods and thoughts come and go…

Your neck is silk on my lips my fingers caress warm sunlight in… fragrant warmth fills me, I try to… I chased you across stormy beaches… and yelling my joy into the wind

Sadness is a poem Our hearts write to us over a lifetime Watching and Hoping we’ll stop ru… And finally sit down for a proper…

I suspect, although I’m not sure, that all this time there’s been a cup or a pot full of something which sometimes boils over or overflows I wonder if somehow I’ve taken off the lid and...

Crying is such a powerful and simp… I think it’s probably raw love, a mineral from the deepest mine, I carry it, in my dirty bleeding h… scraped from the earth, far underg…