I want to rip the heart from my chest
So I won’t have to
feel the pain
Of heart break ever
again
I want to rip the
heart from my chest
So I don’t have to
feel it break
Then I can sit and
watch it ache
I want to rip the
heart from my chest
So love can no longer
hurt me
And with no heart I
will finally be free
Sorrow touches me
Sorrow at my
loneliness
For want of another
soul
To make me whole
Plumbing the depths of
despair
In search of that
missing piece
That will banish
sorrow forever
But fail in that
endeavour
Finding solace is
always just out of reach
An outstretched hand
away
There simply for the taking
Then I’m left aching
What was seemingly
solid and tangible
Evaporated into the
ether
So I will begin again
tomorrow
The search for the end
of sorrow
When you have admired from afar
Idealising that
someone
For so very, very long
You envisage all the
special moments
You will share together
In the most incredible
detail
Such as when you ask
her out
And of course when she
says yes,
Holding hands on the
first date
And of course the
first kiss
You rerun those
moments in your head over and over
Endowing them with
magical properties
That reality could
never hope to match
Reality can never equal
fantasy
But comes the day when
you summon the courage
And you do ask her out
And she does indeed
say yes
Though not in the
swept off her feet kind of way
That you had imagined
You do indeed hold
hands on the first date
But it feels a little
awkward
Like this is not quite
what she had in mind
And again doesn’t
quite live up to your preconception
Then all too soon we
are at her door
We chat uncomfortably
Make small talk and
laugh nervously
We say goodnight, then
again, and again
Then she reached up
and pulled my head towards hers
Then slightly
hesitant, our lips met for the first time
A tender kiss gentle
and languid
I closed my eyes
As the intensity grew
As it became more
fervent
Then ardent led to passionate
Then I surrendered to
the moment
And lost my self
completely in her embrace
As I walked home alone
The taste of her still
on my lips
I conceded that I was
correct
When I thought reality
could never equal fantasy
Because reality was so
much better
A green eyed goddess
Pretty as a picture
With ringlets of
flaming red
Cascading on to her
ivory skin
Her peaches and cream
complexion
Fresh as an English
rose
With skin pale as
porcelain
Yet passion blooms
upon her cheek
Aglow with an apples
blush
And as she approaches
A cloud enveloped me
Like exotically
fragranced orchids
Leaving me heady and
breathless
Then she just passed
me by
As if I wasn’t there
Leaving me wretched in
her wake
This tale is of once upon a time
That happened not so
long ago
When a man proposed to
a lady
And the lady in
question said no
Now you might have
expected
The man to be broken
hearted
But he lived happily
ever after
From the moment that
they parted
He slept as long as he
wanted
Watched sport on TV
all day
Drank from dawn till
dusk
And ate every kind of
takeaway
He wore comfortable
clothes
And socks with his
sandles
And broke wind when he
wanted
Sometimes over lighted
candles
But this story did not
end well
For his lifestyle affected
his heart
He died of a heart
attack at thirty nine
After a particularly violent fart
Don’t speak to me with that mouth
That deceitful mouth
Which lies while
smiling to my face
Don’t speak through
your weak mouth
Too weak to resist
temptation
Whose lips kiss in
unforgivable betrayal
Don’t speak to me with
that mouth
That has embraced
another
A mouth full of
cheapened kisses
Don’t speak through your
weak mouth
Don’t dare to seek to
justify
Your unjustifiable
infidelities
Don’t speak through
that odious mouth
That unspeakable
dishonest mouth
Your unclean vessel of
elicit fellatio
Don’t with those
unfaithful lips
Whose kisses caressed another’s
skin
Speak my name in terms
of love
Don’t say sorry with
that mouth
Don’t contaminate my
ears
With platitudes and
insincerity
Speak to me with that
insidious mouth
That foul and
deceitful mouth
Only to utter a final
goodbye
I climbed the stairs
To the top deck
Then I found a seat
And sat
Then I heard a voice
say “hi”
It was soft and gently
spoken
I turned towards the
voice
Which emanated from a
girl
With the warmest smile
And her red hair
ablaze
In the morning sun
And with her head
slightly inclined
She said again “hi”
That’s all
Just “hi”
And with that simple
word
Came her smiling eyes
Beneath her blazing
hair
And a radiant glow
And a feeling came
over me
A peaceful warm
feeling
As warm as her smile
Then all at once
I felt so at ease
As if I had known her
forever
Though I had seen her
only once before
And did not think she
had seen me
All she said was
“hi”
But her tone spoke
volumes
I returned her smile
And tamely said
“hello”
I wanted to say so
much more
She smiled again
This time with the
heat
To match her flaming
locks
I needed no words
As with that wondrous
smile
All my questions were answered
