Tuesday, October 26, 2004

Love In Six Drinks

Morgan's Spiced
Smiles as she sips
Hands slide down her hips
I'm hooked
Like a fish in a dish
That's already cooked

Tequila sunrise
Burns as we mesh
Fingers stroking flesh
We're fused
Like a bulb in a flash
That's already used

Vodka Ice
Glow as I joke
Eyes smouldering smoke
She's chosen
Like a print in the snow
That's already frozen

Brown ale
Frown as I steam
With each drowning dream
I'm strung
Like a bear in a trap
That's already sprung

Scotch on the rocks
Growl as we split
Mouths hammering spit
We've crashed
Like a boat in a storm
That's already smashed

Aftershock
Spin as I chase
Another shimmering face
I'm smacked
Like a bottle in a bin
That's already cracked

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Sun-filtered Dancers

The lawn is lush
As the music calls the dawning
Dew-softened dancers
Movements ushering the morning

Don't know where we'll be tomorrow
Could be here but could be gone
Whether heads of joy or tails of sorrow
First got to get this day done

The sky is stalled
As the music lifts the afternoon
Sun-filtered dancers
Movements spinning to the tune

Don't know where we'll be tomorrow
Could be here but could be gone
Whether heads of joy or tails of sorrow
First got to get this day done

The wind is wild
As the music rushes in the night
Moon-speckled dancers
Movements glisten in starlight

Don't know where we'll be tomorrow
Could be here but could be gone
Whether heads of joy or tails of sorrow
First got to get this day done