The Gingerbread Girl!

Come Ye all, come on closer!

We've got song and joy!

I'm back as a bard with a story up my sleeve,

about a gingerbread girl and a boy!

I've been away for quite a while,

and man do I have a tale to tell!

So hear about this girl I met,

and how for her I fell!

She smelt of baking the day I saw her,

s'was quite the brown eyed girl,

surrounded by bagels and cream cheese,

with little crumbs in her curls!

Inside the shop she stood with friends,

bus tickets clutched in her paw,

exchanged them for  I know not what she did,

amidst my bemusement and guffaws!

The seasons passed and there again I stood,

In the same old bagel shop,

with smell of baking still around her,

back into my life she popped.

I looked for her high and low,

until her page I found,

a morning walk was tempered with some coffee,

and her brimming love for hounds.

She blew me hot she blew me cold,

till my nerves began to snap,

and in that shop with all the cream cheese,

upon her I sprung the trap.

She fell for it before she knew it,

Hook, line and sinker!

And before she could say 'help' she was hooked,

with no one around to save her!

And now we lie and watch the world go bye,

and satiate our lust;

the ginger bread girl still smells of baking,

while the fateful shop's gone bust.

An Ode to your fears

We've been in this awhile,

things are slowly getting clear,

Away from the sharp rocks,

this life boat we've steered,

And yet in the those shadows,

insecurities seem to leer,

So here I am penning down,

and Ode to your fears.

There are some grey thoughts that haunt you,

of that I know;

They tug at your heartstrings,

that's such a low blow;

And sometimes you listen up,

when you're out there alone;

Staring blankly at your whatsapp;

fiddling around with your phone.

This dark cloud will bring rain,

and block out the morning glow;

As you sit there by the window,

all alone at home;

The stream of thoughts shall swell up,

and perhaps overflow;

As icy worry seeps into your heart,

and tries to make it cold.

Though rain clouds and flooded streams,

and dangers untold;

I'll stand there on the river bank,

and watch things unfold;

If you feel that you're out of your depth,

I'll throw out a float;

And though these stray thoughts I'll help you,

Steer this life boat.

Fantasies

I've thought of you a lot today,

Wondered out what and If I should say,

we've danced our way upon this subject,

tiptoed around these awkward objects,

yet time has come that I let you know,

and these fantasies now to you I show.

I'd take you out sometime at night,

serenade you in the dim moonlight,

Look deeply into your eyes,

and strip you off all those lies,

make you forget all your fears,

just like you've held me all these years,

Reach through your warmth and touch your heart,

too often have we fallen apart,

No more I say I will hesitate,

as those old yearning for you I resuscitate,

Don't feel guilt and don't feel shy,

Don't push me away or ask me why,

You know those reasons we've heard them over,

We are not getting younger and times not getting any slower.

I think of how I'd hold you close,

how you'd cling to me as I slipped off your clothes,

feel your outline in the dark,

as you hold your breath and stop your heart,

rub my toes upon your feet,

draw you close to hear your heart beat,

play my hands around you awhile,

see you squirm with a naughty smile;

Feel your body move up against mine,

I'm still waiting for that divine sign,

see you rub against my skin,

as you open those doors and let me in,

go all those place i've never been before,

leave my mark, making you want me more,

Feel your body twist around my hips,

As I kiss you deep and feel your lips.

Feel you clutch hard onto the sheet,

as time stands still and our rhythms meet,

play with your hair while you feel shy,

as our elation moves up towards the skies!

 

Are these just fantasies of an idle mind?

It's been years since I've wanted you as mine,

And yet it's cold now where I stand,

As slowly the darkness slips you out of my hand.