Poetry Corner.

[LadyOnArooftop]

The rays of the moon must pass over your bed
If you don't want to die from a cold in the head
Oh dazzling moon that shines its beam
across the oak trees of North Cheam
I'm very pleased to see your light
coming out tomorrow night?
Oh to be a Chestnut tree nourished by the sun
with twigs an leaves and conkers by the tonne.

 

[LadyOnArooftop]

The allure that caught and held me when we first met,
you cast your spell upon me your sweet young brunette.
your smiling words of welcome as we lovingly carressed
your sensual sweet touches as I held you to my chest.
You seemed shy and retiring as I taught you how to live
the fruits of love were yours to take and mine to freely give.
then someone else beckoned and we drifted far apart
As the gap between us widened you broke my aching heart.
but here I am now, free from your scheming guile.
free from a creep with the painted plastic smile!