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Connection

Connectivity to your source,

For me there’s no recourse,

Your body is a vital resource,

And one I have to plunder

But in a way that’s so respectful,

I want you above and under,

Not as submissive but as equal

Not just once but I need sequels,

Your essence is as sweet as treacle,

And I find myself addicted

Of your body I am afflicted,

By the need to worship it all the time

As to your mind, which I also find,

That I am habitually connected too.

Days of war and rulers

Driven by the need to rule

The Vikings and the Romans tended to do,

Always this with ruthless efficiency

Use the blade and smear the blood,

And do it in the name of some God,

And those who stood in the way

Were the ones taking the pain,

While heroes came out to claim the day

Legends are often made this way,

Standing in a field full of bodies

Littered around covering the ground,

No more cries of victories or glory

No more passionate shouts there’s no more sound.

Delusion, illusion

What’s a poor working man to think,

Literary differences that are hard to link

It’s enough to send anybody

All the way to fucking drink

Duality and reality

It’s all a great word play

But I see the class difference

And it’s always on display

Using the difference of colour

Is a distracting game

Just like religion, sexuality and gender

It’s all the same story ending as another dead ender.

What’s it going to take

What do you want

The people on their knees,

What is it that will appease

The rich and the powerful,

Forcing down the poor

What do you want

A 21st century civil war,

How far do you think

You can push us to the brink,

Before we start objecting

And say your laws stink,

What’s it going to take

Riots on every street,

Just to make you realise

We have the right to eat and to heat,

But many homes are making choices

Between both of these needs,

Just to sustain this government

In its billionaire style greed.

The flow of nature

What’s the difference between the sky and sea

Clouds flow like water endlessly

In the same way as I can hear you breathe

As I feel your body does the same for me

I feel the sky, sea and your body are part of my life

And all are inspiring to comfort every ache in me

I feel blessed, I feel, yearning, I feel at rest

When I am basking in their serenity

So like the sky and the sea,

Don’t ever stop your body flowing for me

And in return I will give you my everything

And all the other aspects of life rich tapestries.

New hope

It’s now spring time

The sun is shining,

Streaming through the window

It’s uplifting my mind,

I see the colours

Of the random flowers,

Splashed over natures canvas

And I know it’s a sign,

That summers coming

And my hopes are rising,

I love this time of year

It’s just so enticing,

I love these seadons

For I feel able to unwind.

Longing

There was something that made him desire her

Something he could not define but he needed her,

Craved her body, her warmth, her energy

Desired her on him, under him, begging him,

Moaning, sighing, screaming, crying as they worked their bodies in time

He wanted her both in body and in mind,

Though she was with another man who he was too aligned

But that drove his desire more and she knew and ached for him to,

And both in unspoken truth knew that one day they would peruse ,

The heat of sensual, passionate bonds,

Wild and without bounds of which they both longed.

What she likes

Her skin is soft to his touch

As he gives her so much love,

She writhes as she feels his yearning

As he makes love to her, her body is burning,

Soft moans, she cries out in pleasure

She wished this would last forever,

As they both peak and hit their climax

She wonders if her enjoyed watching that,

She loves being and playing the hotwife.

Where is the love?

Where is the love

There’s not enough,

To much hate

And too much fear

Where is the love?

To much greed

And people left in need

Where is the love?

People act discriminately

Making us so very angry

Where is the love?

There’s not enough,

People living on the street

Millions have no food to eat

Where is the love?

People abused sexually

Raped and beaten brutally

Where is the love?

People killed so senselessly

It goes in endlessly

Where is the love,

There’s not enough,

Where is the love?

Own this disgrace

Brutal, bloody, fucking war

We don’t want it anymore,

A despots dream of victory

Meanwhile so many bleed,

Corpses rotting in fiields daily

This is so fucking crazy,

So keep your bloody, brutal wars

Because we don’t want it can’t you see

We have the right to live in peace.

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