The Heart Is An Open Target I’m no good at love love leaves you too defenceless love is a weakness… Read more Love Is No Defence
Tag: Poems about love
Poems about love
A Whole Lot Of Nothing Left
And What Is Left Of Me there is nothing left no love, or care, or an us there is only… Read more A Whole Lot Of Nothing Left
When I Speak Of Love
I Speak Of Nothing I Need when I speak of love what I really mean is need I do not… Read more When I Speak Of Love
Love Never Lingers
Lost Like A Kiss after it goes wrong love never lingers long it’s here and then gone
I Love You Hate You Love Me
I Love You Hate You Love Me Such a difficult thing, this balance between love and hate. Standing on the… Read more I Love You Hate You Love Me
Let Your Love Save Me Now
lay down with me now
take me away from this world
save me with your love
I Would Do Anything For Love
I Would Do Anything For Love I’d to it for you and like a bat out of hell anything for… Read more I Would Do Anything For Love
This Is What Love Is Not
This Is What Love Is Not This is what love is not: it is not a bad thing it is… Read more This Is What Love Is Not
Good Days And Bad News
Good Days And Bad News There are good days, beautiful days, even in the dull days of winter. There is… Read more Good Days And Bad News
Love Without Reason
Love Without Reason A Sunday prayer: Let us love one another Without a reason
I Have Learned To Love You
I have learned loved you, at least that much is true, but what I never, ever learned was how to… Read more I Have Learned To Love You
Cactus Flower Heart
Cactus flower heart Dangerously attractive A heart like my own
Old English
We had a pet dog when I was a boy. A great, stupid, soft, shaggy Old English sheepdog. I think… Read more Old English
The Difficulty Of Love
Love is difficult It can make life like heaven It can hurt like hell
A Realisation
They see themselves now, neither partners nor lovers, and only just friends.
When You Were
When you were here I did not hear you I did not listen to you You were just you –… Read more When You Were
More Than Us
This isn’t enough This just being together We are more than us
Touching
When I touch your hand I feel you touching me too Touching with feeling
See Me Everywhere
See me in flowers See me in all that you love See me in your heart
The Kiss Of Death
This ludicrous life is most easily ended with a simple kiss
Things We Don’t Say
In heated moments We all say things we don’t mean, Mean things we don’t say.
This Is Modern Love
It begins with a barbecue. It often does. Out on the front lawn, with fold-up chairs and a puffed-up paddling… Read more This Is Modern Love
Our Joyce
Walking into a city centre shop a year or two back, or perhaps longer, I did a double take and… Read more Our Joyce
We Don’t Understand Us
You don’t get it. I can’t get it right. We don’t understand us. Nothing of us is understandable. We are… Read more We Don’t Understand Us
Where Do I Begin?
Where do I begin? Is it at the end of us? Or the start of me?
Writing Me Up 