lou sid lines

Pass ’round my place - we could talk over tea,
We could walk on the Marshes and breathe deep and free.
We could eat - I’d cook up my most savoury dish,
Or we’d chip up the road, share grilled African fish.
I’m political now - so too always were you,
We could tell John and Yoko a good thing or two!
We’d look to the future and hope to grow old,
Perhaps sit in the park and then cuddle-off the cold.
You could meet with my children - I swear they’re divine!
Or relax, indoors, with a bottle of wine.
I could take hold your hand and just give it a squeeze
When remembering times which make words seem to freeze.
We could think of the loved ones who’ve left us back here,
And allow them to bless us by shedding a tear.
We could sense the romance in all the four seasons,
Feel happy for no really obvious reasons.
We could go down the pool and you’d soon learn to swim,
Let our eyes join in dance on a gaze-glancing whim.
We’d pursue all our passions - from A to Zed,
Or just get a bit randy and jump into bed!
We could visit the friends who’d rejoice at our love,
We could hold an embrace like the warmest-knit glove.
We could bare the whole truth - each one to the other,
And criticize faults - no matter the bother!
We could argue and know that we’d always make up,
Kiss more eagerly than drinking from the sweetest sweet cup.
We’d face the world’s troubles with new-born incentive,
Contrapuntally weaving fine lyrics inventive.
We could spar and poke fun without fear of offending,
Begin a long conversation we’d no plans on ever ending.


© Lou Sid Linesman, 2006. All Rights Reserved.

Posted by: lou sid linesman / Tuesday, January 31, 2006