Star Child.
The Beauty of your smile,
Your breasts, your thighs,
The smell of your love,
It overcomes me,
We rise together,
Like stardust we are,
Floating high above the earth,
The perfect moment arrives,
A star child is born.
By Herakles.
There is a place
There is a place I'd love to be
my toes on the hearth
the sounds of the fire crackling,
light flickering, dancing,
a feeling of belonging, home
a place, worry free
There is a place I'd love to be
snug in my tent
on a spring morning,
a day of adventure looming,
lambs gambolling in fields nearby
full of the joys of youth, so free
There is a place I'd love to be
grass under my feet
the wind in my hair
on a mountain top
gazing with the sun on my back
and in the distance a glint of the sea
There is a place I'd love to be
golden leaves filling the air
that I breathe as I amble
beside the sparkling leaping river
listening to the dipper
singing away in a joyful key
There is a place I long to be
Not here, but anywhere
where he is,
my head nestled under his chin
in that place that fits
as though made just for me
Stef F
Last edited by Stef F; 25-02-2010 at 12:39 AM.
Thank you Stef. Are you all better now ?. Your poem was nice too. I am in this sort of mood tonight.
It looks like its been a good night on the thread. I've been over at Scarborough doing a time trial with the club. We had a bit of a 'jolly' with fish and chips afterwards (well, just chips for me). It was a good laugh. I am off to bed but Herakles...love your new raunchy stuff! DT, good to hear you arrived safely and Freckle, hope you have a peaceful night tonight and no more mishaps! Sleep well all. Night night.x
twenty five runners
the surf pounding at their feet
dreaming of supper