Monday, 18 January 2010


Touch me,
I've ached for your touch for so long.
Run your hands down my arms;
The touch of your fingertips feels like balm
To the wound made by our parting.
Oh, God, how I've missed you;
How I've yearned,
All this time
Just to be with you;
To touch you,
To hear your voice.
I love you more than life itself.
More than living; more than being;
More than breath.
I love you with all that I am,
And to be without you is to lose my soul.
So if you go,
As you have to go,
For a day, or a week, or a month;
Then go.
And hurry back, my love.

Friday, 8 January 2010


Pre-caffeine, I wrote these words for you,
Pre-caffeine, I strung together these lines.
If I take the time,
Even pre-caffeine, I can make them rhyme.
Pre-caffeine, I forced my brain to work,
Pre-caffeine, I can't always talk.
But, even pre-caffeine, I can just about write
For you.
Wake up - it's coffee time!

Sunday, 3 January 2010

The Forest

Down the long dusty road
The distant forest waits,
Its dim green light
Drawing me in
To its cool embrace,
Holding me cocooned; safe:
Trees whispering comfort around me,
Somewhere to run;
Somwhere to hide;
Somewhere to be free:
Somewhere to be me.
The heartbeat of the forest
Is the centre of my soul.