The Way
Verse 1
Send me a sign that will make me believe
send me a message that will sow the seed
Help me to listen so I will repent
cause i am a bad boy and I'm hell bent
Chorus
So make me your victim and show me the way
make me a beacon you see far away
For you are the light and i am the dark
from all existence will tear me apart
Verse 2
Creep upon me and possess my soul
hide in the shadows until I am old
But don't' surprise me when I'm unaware
for i will rebel as i do not care
Chorus
So make me your victim and show me the way
make me a beacon you see far away
For you are the light and i am the dark
from all existence will tear me apart
Verse 3
Cease my endless days of fear
Fill them with hope, laughter and cheer
Give to me and i will take
for I am selfish from the moment I wake
Chorus
So make me your victim and show me the way
make me a beacon you see far away
For you are the light and i am the dark
from all existence will tear me apart
Tuesday, 11 January 2011
Saturday, 1 January 2011
Poem of The Week
Do Not Fear The New Year
All the world does celebrate
the dawn that brings the new year date
All agree it will be this year
where change will bring a life of cheer
Where hope will replace despair
and all thats good will fill the air
As the weeks do pass away
don't let those hopes fade along the way
Just take your lot with a pinch of salt
so the taste of life won't disappoint.
So fear not the days that come
for those who strive will overcome.
All the world does celebrate
the dawn that brings the new year date
All agree it will be this year
where change will bring a life of cheer
Where hope will replace despair
and all thats good will fill the air
As the weeks do pass away
don't let those hopes fade along the way
Just take your lot with a pinch of salt
so the taste of life won't disappoint.
So fear not the days that come
for those who strive will overcome.
Tuesday, 7 December 2010
Poem of the Week
Breaking up
Such cutting words of love that's lost
encased my heart in a piercing frost
Broken in a lifeless way
Oh I dwell on waisted days
If one can love and show such warmth
what changed this to a love that's torn ?
We Joined in quests of passing pleasure
but this you split with your sole endeavour
Breathless from the tears of shock
the mind does race it runs a mock
Friends so close will help me cope
time will heal and give me hope.
Such cutting words of love that's lost
encased my heart in a piercing frost
Broken in a lifeless way
Oh I dwell on waisted days
If one can love and show such warmth
what changed this to a love that's torn ?
We Joined in quests of passing pleasure
but this you split with your sole endeavour
Breathless from the tears of shock
the mind does race it runs a mock
Friends so close will help me cope
time will heal and give me hope.
Friday, 26 November 2010
Poem of the Week
The love touch
You are my truth and you are my light
so burn my lies with your passion
and save me from the dark
I lust for your closeness
and pleasure you will bring
If you were a wasp I would gladly
take your sting.
Let all your doors open, draw me in so slow
like a furness with a purpose
you will be my endless glow.
When tears of joy fall down your cheeks
and fall to reach the floor
our love will be forever
so deep within our core
As we prevail as two in one
surviving each passing day
our bond will be unbroken
so strong in every way
So take me to your dreamland
where lovers do but play
Lets game in endless pleasure
until our dying days
You are my truth and you are my light
so burn my lies with your passion
and save me from the dark
I lust for your closeness
and pleasure you will bring
If you were a wasp I would gladly
take your sting.
Let all your doors open, draw me in so slow
like a furness with a purpose
you will be my endless glow.
When tears of joy fall down your cheeks
and fall to reach the floor
our love will be forever
so deep within our core
As we prevail as two in one
surviving each passing day
our bond will be unbroken
so strong in every way
So take me to your dreamland
where lovers do but play
Lets game in endless pleasure
until our dying days
Saturday, 6 November 2010
Poem of the Week
REQUEST FOR PLEASURE
Will it really be that good ?
Will you meet my needs ?, you should.
Will your loins be sweet and deep ?
Will you strain down pleasure street ?
Oh I hope you take me quick
take me slowly wet my wick
I smack your arse
and gag you so
with my thrusting
man of woe.
Scratch the skin rasp my bones
make me beg and make me groan
I'll play with you and make you moan
Eat me, drink me taste me now
For we will gasp in lustful flow
You will open your deep divide
and we will ebb to co inside
emotionally we will but ride
We really need to ebb and flow
to rise and fall and deeply sow
Lets find a way to have our lot
All's we need is a cunning plot.
Will it really be that good ?
Will you meet my needs ?, you should.
Will your loins be sweet and deep ?
Will you strain down pleasure street ?
Oh I hope you take me quick
take me slowly wet my wick
I smack your arse
and gag you so
with my thrusting
man of woe.
Scratch the skin rasp my bones
make me beg and make me groan
I'll play with you and make you moan
Eat me, drink me taste me now
For we will gasp in lustful flow
You will open your deep divide
and we will ebb to co inside
emotionally we will but ride
We really need to ebb and flow
to rise and fall and deeply sow
Lets find a way to have our lot
All's we need is a cunning plot.
Saturday, 30 October 2010
Poem of the Week
Gretchen Rose.
Oh Gretchen Rose I dreamed of you
My sparkle in this world so blue.
Oh Gretchen Rose
My flower so sweet
I wish you'd walked upon those feet
And trekked a path of love so neat.
Oh Gretchen Girl
You were my hope
I knew your joy would help me cope
Oh Gretchen Rose
My petite femme
My love so small
My little Gem.
"Dedicated to my friend Kate who sadly lost her little baby girl")
Oh Gretchen Rose I dreamed of you
My sparkle in this world so blue.
Oh Gretchen Rose
My flower so sweet
I wish you'd walked upon those feet
And trekked a path of love so neat.
Oh Gretchen Girl
You were my hope
I knew your joy would help me cope
Oh Gretchen Rose
My petite femme
My love so small
My little Gem.
"Dedicated to my friend Kate who sadly lost her little baby girl")
Monday, 25 October 2010
Poem of the Week
DECISIONS
People mix and stir the views
for those that follow
and those that choose.
Placid I don't really care,
I take a grip and clear the air
for those who listen and those who share.
Open the mind, do not wait
It's never to late to innovate.
So don't let the brain evaporate
grasp the nettle, take the bait.
People mix and stir the views
for those that follow
and those that choose.
Placid I don't really care,
I take a grip and clear the air
for those who listen and those who share.
Open the mind, do not wait
It's never to late to innovate.
So don't let the brain evaporate
grasp the nettle, take the bait.
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