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Cover Me In White Roses
Cover me in white roses, when it’s all over, when the sun stops spinning around me, and the stars dress in dark lace. Make me a garden, where things go to say goodbye, in the chapel, where we first kissed, racked with guilt, because our love always felt secret, even when everybody knew, and you…
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The Passion Of The Poet
The night is never ending, but it goes so quickly. There are fragments that are frozen, the warmth of your desire, waiting, just above my skin, wild and wicked, I am enchanted. You are enchanting, I am echoing the incantation, that trips from your lips to my own, charmed by the safety and sensuality of…
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It’s Happening All Over Again
Counselled by Kay Starr, I slept in the view of a garden, that grew, just to show me how far life goes on, with or without you. It’s happening all over again, as the wheel of fortunes turns to face me, and says, with a sad but resigned expression, “Tough luck, kid.”
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London Was Always My Soulmate
I miss the grey fingers of your smoke, around my throat, as I spent the night, sleeping while awake, in a dreamlike state, tattooing trees, with all the ways I loved you. I remember longing when I was with you, always longing, because I’m lonely, and unlucky, still just the way that God made me,…
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The Gay Agenda
The gay agenda, is to survive, and to smile, while there is time left. While there is time left, it would be so nice to live, without suspicion.