Ascent without Fall

In a cab to see you
Think of our first touch
Nervous, excited
It means so much
I can’t think straight
It means the end of apart
Feeling warm together
The second stage start
The phase when you know
More and more and more
You know I love you
That you are my “what for”
A reason for it all
A muse to inspire me
The ascent without fall
Can see your face
The fit of your hand
Wrapped in each other
Everything as planned

Contactless Now Go

Headphones on, the stairs I descend
Dreaming of the working days end
Step onto empty littered street
With no one around to greet
Turn and head for the northern tube
Past the fractured bus stop queue
Pause for coffee to ease morning low
Attempt to break the silence with hello
The barista doesn’t want to know
Hands over the cup and leaves you contactless now go

Train filled with vacant stares
Commuters who aren’t really there
Minds away from where they are
Thoughts of escape to take them off afar
Grey bubbles passing from A to Z
Repeated patterns from first breath to bed
Eyes fixed on the slatted floor,
Standing, waiting, but what for?
Didn’t we all want more?
Cold and contactless huddled lonely by the door

No Valentine’s Day

How many souls wake
On Valentines day
And wish the next
Twenty four hours go away
The focus on lovers
Plans to be open hearted
Depresses the lonely
Or where love has departed
Those people see gaps
A lack of love, card or cure
For their emptiness feeling
The pain they endure
For them no red roses
No chocolate treat
No dinner together
No-one for a secret meet.
They’re reminded they’re solo
With a partner vacancy
Their independence questioned
As spinster complacency.
You must find someone
To find your real purpose
Shout the masses and billboards
So loud that it hurts us.
If you wake on the fourteenth
Without significant others
Seemingly lonesome
Don’t hide under the covers
Go out and stand tall
Look your friends in the eye
You’re amazing, just you
You don’t need a guy
Or a girl or a partner
Unless that’s what you choose
And even then couples
Mix joy and the blues
So remember right now
Candied versions of love
Are not the reality
Cos the reality’s tough
You decide what you want
Be strong, sweet or sappy
Don’t let others decide
What you need to be happy

Love’s not a Source of Fear

There will come a time, you’ll see
When love won’t be a source of fear
There’s a future where you’ll be free
To open your heart to someone near
The scars of aching breaks and falls
Can heal and hurt be wiped clean
Believe in a love that never stalls
Trust, you’ll find what life can mean

There Might Be Love

He lies back phone in hand
Joy and the ultimate release
No one else can understand
How hard he has tried to please
The people he’s met for dates on end
Family worried about his life
His ever present friend
His kids, his ex wife
Now a new chapter can start
She has said in single text enough
To cause relief, lift the stress
By suggesting, that just maybe, there might be love

Complete

Each walking couple
Each hand that is held
Reminds me of us
And our brand new world
You’re not at my side
You are here in my heart
I’m thinking of us
And how right from the start
Every thought spoken
Every smallest deed
Has increased the love
And deepened the need
For you.
Just you and no more
Like nothing I’ve felt
Like no one before
I could list out your virtues
Recite all that you are
But it’s simple to me;
You’re the best fit by far
So I see you in others
As I walk down the street
I’m dreaming, believing
You make me complete

Island Sanctuary

A need to rest, mind at ease
To reach the island sanctuary
Beach, sun, palm trees
A return to self as primary
For self care, a chance to repair
To remove the grinding stress
Time to observe, breathe in fresh air
Clear mind, remove guilt and regrets
De-knot shoulders, feel alive
Reflect, work out what’s true
From fear cease to hide
Get back to being just you
Consider the solace in another
Think about what they might bring
Deliberate a life together
Maybe change everything
Seek a place to be calm
Oasis in a sea of strain
Safe, away from harm
Recover out of the rain

Melancholy’s Veil

She’s stands alone near tube train rail
Forlorn and low, under melancholy’s veil
Her eyes are dark, devoid of light
Her heart a shadow black as night
Whomever she has lost or left
Her soul was torn, her hope bereft
A broken woman, sad and meek
Lacking the will to live, too weak
To raise her head or meet your eye
She shrinks from life and wonders why
Her path became so overgrown
To force her down, all on her own
With thorns and ghosts and things to fear
No way out, and no one near
Her footing lose, no way to climb
No meaning, no plan, no positive sign
The tube arrives and on she steps
An empty shell since she left her ex.

Infatuation, real?

Blessed with the joy of hope
When new heart feels all that is to come
Elated promise without constraint
Love you more than anyone

It’s an empty vacuous high
Like dreaming on the furthest star
This time substance might be there too
There’s a chance, this is right

Can’t put my hand on it
Can’t grasp why I feel what I feel
I’ve no basis to be in this emotive state
But this infatuation might be real

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