Your white skin glows like a lighted cigar, glitters like a ripe ruby in the purest hope of a sale at Xmas
My yearning heart rises to your lyre like voice and leaps like a rabbit at the whisper of your nickname, Pip.
The evening ascends luminously on the great Concorde's wings
I am calmed by your shirt that I cherish in the twilight of day and wear over my jeans when I clean the bathroom.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of ink with high quality blotting paper and hope you will drink wine instead.
O my beloved is bitter like a dead apple
As your bosom falls from my top, it reminds me of your glorious city hall.
In the hushed night, I listen for the last tinkle of the spring water in the woods.
My hot head longs to lend you my colorful coat.
I wait in the crystallised moonlight for your secret witty pity
Write me a clever ditty
So that we may become as one, head to head, in search of the astounding yet spiritual rage of love.
As midwinter falls on us like an old velvet curtain that God has thrown out
Don't panic for I am here to aid you always
Let me taste you,for the Lord has made me desire you
As the bee desires a flower in summertime
And who am I to question his divine purpose,unless I disagree with it?
I am always your lyrically challenges lover
But I can't wait too long as my wives are already angry
And there are ten of themI have a rota
To keep some fairness in the system
I am so good,I almost admire myself now and then
But here is the dawn
I waken up and find four cats on my bed.
What does it all mean?
I am oversexed and overfed.
I am going to train for the Marathon.
I will give my body to science
And my soul to you
My angel,I am so happy....
What's it all about?
What's wrong with me?
All the folk here are unhappy
Yet I am full of joy
And I'm your toyboy in my dreams ..
Please don't scream .
You are my little pearl
And I'm your oyster.
Have me arrested and I'll confess my love
In front of a judge and jury.
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