Katrina Thinking Aloud
by Meeps
You look so frail and scared, my little mouse ...
please come and join me in the safety of my house.
I will protect you - hug you - caress you
make tender never-ending love you too.
So what if Brom and the others mocks you as scared
they will never experience the love, we have shared.
I´ll go the end of the world with you, if you ask,
take on any difficult task,
fight ghouls and goblins and ghosts.
But ... what I want the most,
I must admit - is going undercover in a soft, warm bed.
You are nodding - Come! Enough have been said ;-) |
A Man Apart
by Langley
A man apart
A different face
A lonely body needs his space
A breathing place
Defies rat race
Wants only for a state of grace
A man unique
A different soul
Nurtured by old rock’n’roll
A totem pole
Girls’ hearts he stole
A being puzzled by the whole
A man, a boy
A different thought
A tidal wave in which he’s caught
He won’t be bought
His friendship’s sought
Yet he’s the one who is distraught
A human boy
A different rhyme
He’s walking forward all the time
A slippery climb
A guitar’s chime
No word defines him ‘cept sublime
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The Mother and the Girl
by Langley
Are you well, my friend? And are your dreams afloat?
Ah, my sentiments lurk inextricable
Too confusing; all aswirl
They vacillate betwixt the mother and the girl
Can’t express them; too remote
All hung up in this writer’s throat
You see, my friend, I ponder in my room
Like a mother fearful for her man child
It’s as though you’re from my womb
And my happiness swells as I see my boy bloom
I hold you sacrosanct
Be gone, my Johnny’s gloom!
Your precious beauty kills me
Boom
Now the girl emerges unexpectedly
And I confront repressed feelings shamefully
I love that you love women
For I am of that gender
I hate that you don’t love me
I want you for myself
I love that you are shy and kind
And often very tender
But hate that you are there in France
While my dreams are on a shelf
I will your body in my bed
Pine for your kisses and your touch
I want my legs wrapped ‘round your head
Loss of control! I want too much!
I struggle to regain composure
This puzzle needs a sense of closure
Are you well, my friend? Are you feeling less rejected?
And why do you wear your belt buckle on the left side?
I really want to know
Oh, and one more thought that I must confide
Johnny Depp, I love you so!
Oh, what the f***! What’s the use?
My love’s undetected, neglected, disconnected,
And surely not respected!
It’s hard to love you, sometimes, someone said, and I agree
But what concern is that to you? After all, it’s only me
Only me, only me, I heave a heavy sigh
And once again seek harmony in a maternal chord
Sincerely manifesting for you things that fame can’t buy
I trust that you’ll continue in your struggle to move forward
Yes, I’ll view you from my perch afar
Swell with delight to your magic guitar
I’ll go and raid the cookie jar
While you play the reluctant superstar
I hope that Vanessa fills your soul
With all the love that you can hold
I pray that Lily-Rose grows strong and wise
And always remains the source of your pride
I’ll watch you on the silver screen
Dammit, cut down on that caffeine!
Don’t forget, you’re not sixteen.
And Johnny? I know you know what I mean
When I say, please treat your girl as a queen
Oh, and one more thing before I go
Johnny Depp, I love you so!
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