I have failed to explain describe say Too many times to count. To what did this amount I remember fallen crumbs remainders of my meal nourishment. The coffee warm in my hand Change in my pocket jingling as I stand...

Through the park I did dwell I loved a boy and loved him well He came and took my heart from me And now he wants to set me free... One day, he had a strange girl on his knee...

I need someone who needs me to this extent... An extent where there’s no you or me, just us... An extent where you love whole bodily, Not just whole heartdly... I need someone who needs me whereas we can dance...

Like Father, Like Son Like Father like son Like, Father like son Like the way you packed your bags and left… A home, left, with my essential half, with a precious sentiment, a life changing moment… Left with a precious...

from Waterloo station walk the length of the Southbank: feel your nose and cheeks harden in the icy November sun. the river is calm today the bank is too ...quiet footsteps trace their own paths: winding ways with worn feet...