Monday, 20 June 2022

A THOUSAND MIRRORED FRAGMENTS

 

The special love we once shared

Has gone forever, disintegrated

Smashed into a thousand pieces

Impossible to reassemble, beyond repair

Shattered into a thousand mirrored fragments

Each piece reflecting back another painfully memory

Stabbing at my heart like hot needles

Each shard a reminder of your betrayal

STEPHANIE

 

It was love at first sight

When I first saw Stephanie

That sparkling sprite

Stunning little Steffie

It may have been her beautiful face

Wish a rosy blush on her cheek

She was the most beautiful creature

I ever held in my arms

It may have been the fine brown hair

Dancing on her shoulders

Hair so fine it turned to fire

In the sunlight

Making a halo on an angel's head

Possibly it was her vivaciousness

Or just her small buttocks

Encased in her dirty jodhpurs

She was simply heart stoppingly gorgeous

Being in love with her was joyous,

Being loved by her was glorious
She would hug me

And bury her head in my chest

The smell of her hair was heaven

Her perfume a divine intoxication

And I would feel her tremble in my arms

As a tiny bird might in the palm of your hand
I wanted to keep her safe

Protect her from harm

Then I would kiss the top of her head

And carry her off to bed
I loved her so much

But I should have loved her more

I should have loved her with a passion

With such depth and intensity

That God himself

Could not have rent her from my grasp

But I did not

And my little bird escaped

HOW DO I KNOW I’M IN YOUR HEART?

 

How do I know I’m in your heart?

It’s feeling your hand in mine

And hearing your sighs

It’s a knowing smile on your face

A glance with libidinous eyes

And a maiden’s blush

It’s being close to you

Being alone with you

Even in a crowd

It’s every look and gesture

It’s in every nuance

Every unsaid word

That tells me I’m in your heart

I FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU ALL THOSE YEARS AGO

 

I fell in love with you

All those years ago

Because you were oblivious

You simply didn’t know

 

You didn’t know

That beauty shone from every pore

You saw yourself as odd

But you were no oddity that’s for sure

 

You always put yourself down

If you could have seen through my eyes

You would have realized

You really didn’t have fat thighs

 

And your legs were fabulous

And your bum was not too fat

Your nose wasn’t pointy

And your chest wasn’t too flat

 

But that wasn’t possible

So, I fell in love with your modesty

And you thought I was a good catch

So, you got stuck with me

 

I still love you just as much today

As I did all those years ago

And you’re still completely oblivious

You simply don’t know

THE WAY INTO MY HEART

 

The way into my heart

Is not with silver or gold

Nor money or jewels

Or five-star dining

Expensive sports cars

And holidays abroad

It’s nothing of material worth

 

The way into my heart

Is a gesture of kindness

An unselfish act

You, holding my hand

And gazing into my eyes

It’s a gentle caress

It’s simply being you

VITAL STATISTICS

I don’t want gimcrack

I don’t want a big rack

I don’t mind frumpy

Though I’m not keen on grumpy

She can have an ordinary face

And two left feet and lack any grace

I don’t even care about her age

And her favourite colour can be beige

I don’t care if she wears specs

But I do want a girl with self-respect

And inside a beautiful spirit

That’s the type of girl who’ll fit 

THE DAWN OF UNDERSTANDING

 

Dawn was a Glaswegian lassie

With the broadest accent

Which made it difficult when she spoke

To understand what was meant

This was exacerbated

By a lisp and a stutter

And because she didn’t open her mouth very wide

She had a tendency to mutter

As a result, I couldn’t understand her

Apart from when she said yes or no

But despite all of that

We went out for three months or so