I told her I would like her
if only she'd wear lycra,
or play the balalaika
whilst I photo'd with my Leica.

I said I had a soft spot
for her sexy rounded hot bot
and the harder it would get
if only she would let me
serenade her on her balcony
with my contrabassoon.

I informed her of my desire
to kiss her when required
until my desire expired
but that wouldn’t be
before her lyrical body
sang like a holy choir.

In Search of Her

I walk daily sloppily
walking down my nearby lanes

in search of her
she promised to look for me
If I did look for her

has she forgotten those lovely kisses
sweetened roses
pinkish cheek I now miss
ah lovely words
so far still unheard

ere the dawn
sunset night betwixt

love again begins
does she know it

I am going to go somewhere get lost

Breathe in deep the air from my car exhaust

I will get dizzy, and I will pass out

I will not cry, and I will not shout

To me, it will smell like your toxic perfume

As the carbon monoxide I consume

As I stare out into the thickening mist

I know your love has driven me to this

Through my veins, the bubbles will run

They will pop wide open before it is done

Like the bricks in Jericho's crumbling walls

I am so tired I know that I will soon too fall

In my dreams
I see you dancing
naked on the sand
veils dropping
pearlescent skin
rosebud nipples
and a waxed netherland,
awake me from sleep

In my days
I see you in the kitchen
in boxers and a singlet
whether it be a dream
or in my waking days
I've never wanted you more
never loved you more

You are my people
and I am yours
I am your Penguin
for life