http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/en-EUMokoFeed10http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/be/8d620367aa014215f85a4af57f6585_160x200.jpghttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2009/05/19/one-last-chance-6144233/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2009-05-19:/2009/05/19/one-last-chance-6144233/Tue, 19 May 2009 22:19:34 +0200 <p> <strong>Yes</strong> keep trying<br> It’s the best thing you can do<br> Try to stir up the passion<br> That once was satisfaction<br> And get those juices flowing<br> In consideration<br> Of a rosy future<br> Recapture the days<br> When fun was an item<br> And Love was lust<br> And not<br> Something to do!<br> When desires<br> Were rampant<br> And not contrived<br> And eagerness replaced doubt<br> Now understanding<br> Is the key<br> To get the past<br> Into the future<br> But<br> Freedom has been a friend<br> A friend who is now a barrier<br> And a guard<br> Hurt before and hurt<br> Again?<br> Could this be a choice<br> That lasts<br> Or a tunnel to turmoil<br> And dismay and disappointment<br> Expectations are high<br> Emotions control<br> Every road and every alley<br> For Old times sake<br> Forget there is a reason<br> Why the past<br> Was a lance<br> Through your heart<br> And give it<br> One Last Chance.</p> <p>Robert Ashley-Wright<br> Copyright May 2009<br> Part of the Musical 'Have You Really Said Goodbye'</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2009/05/19/one-last-chance-6144233/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>divorcehave-you-really-said-goodbyemaking-uplast-chancehttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2009/05/19/one-last-chance-6144233/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2009/05/19/buttonbeats-com-6140136/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2009-05-19:/2009/05/19/buttonbeats-com-6140136/Tue, 19 May 2009 09:09:03 +0200 <p><br> <br><a href="http://www.buttonbeats.com">ButtonBeats.com</a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2009/05/19/buttonbeats-com-6140136/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2009/05/19/buttonbeats-com-6140136/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2009/05/19/buttonbeats-com-6140108/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2009-05-19:/2009/05/19/buttonbeats-com-6140108/Tue, 19 May 2009 09:01:50 +0200 <p><br> <br><a href="http://www.buttonbeats.com">ButtonBeats.com</a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2009/05/19/buttonbeats-com-6140108/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2009/05/19/buttonbeats-com-6140108/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2008/06/03/sunset-in-cannock-town-4265527/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2008-06-03:/2008/06/03/sunset-in-cannock-town-4265527/Tue, 03 Jun 2008 23:58:26 +0200 <p><a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/dsc00304/2560116" title="DSC00304"><img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/116/2560116_3b93519f95_m.jpg" alt="DSC00304" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2008/06/03/sunset-in-cannock-town-4265527/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2008/06/03/sunset-in-cannock-town-4265527/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/11/16/catch_me_i_m_falling~3308438/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-11-16:/2007/11/16/catch_me_i_m_falling~3308438/Fri, 16 Nov 2007 23:12:59 +0100 <p>Catch me…..I’m falling<br> ......<br> For your sensuous lips<br> And your lovely curly hair<br> With your pretty face<br> And your eyes like fire<br> Like shiny buttons<br> They light up the sky<br> And<br> My desire<br> For lots of kisses<br> And hugs and cuddles<br> Fan the flames<br> For I feel the heat<br> And<br> Need to get higher<br> Than<br> The Kite I see above<br> Pull my string<br> And lift me up<br> To your swollen lips<br> And engulf me<br> Within your saliva<br> Exciting<br> Me<br> Without<br> Comparison<br> To any<br> Other.<br> Blow<br> Me away<br> Likes the leaves<br> And the clouds<br> Slowly moving<br> Screaming<br> Aloud<br> Pulling and twisting<br> Revolving like the dust<br> That gets caught<br> In the swirl<br> Rising and falling<br> Like<br> My breath<br> In gasps and sighs<br> My heart<br> Is Beating<br> To the rhythm<br> Of<br> Romance<br> Catch me……I’m falling!</p> <p>Copyright Raw2007<br> Robert Ashley-Wright</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/11/16/catch_me_i_m_falling~3308438/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/11/16/catch_me_i_m_falling~3308438/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/08/30/learn_chinese_in_5_minutes~2897397/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-08-30:/2007/08/30/learn_chinese_in_5_minutes~2897397/Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:14:48 +0200 <p>(Must Read Out Loud)</p> <p>1. That’s not right <strong>Sum Ting Wong</strong><br> 2. Are you harbouring a fugitive <strong>Hu Yu Hai Ding</strong></p> <p>3. See me ASAP <strong>Kum Hia </strong><br> 4. Stupid Man <strong>Dum Fuk</strong><br> 5. Small Horse <strong>Tai Ni Po Ni</strong><br> 6. Did you go to the beach <strong>Wai Yu So Tan</strong><br> 7. I bumped the coffee table <strong>Ai Bang Mai Fa Kin Ni</strong><br> 8. I think you need a face lift <strong>Chin Tu Fat</strong><br> 9. It’s very dark in here <strong>Wai So Dim</strong><br> 10. I thought you were on a diet <strong>Wai Yu Mun Ching</strong><br> 11. This is a tow away zone <strong>No Pah King</strong><br> 12. Our meeting is scheduled for next week <strong>Wai Yu Kum Nao</strong><br> 13. Staying out of sight <strong>Lei Ying Lo</strong><br> 14. He’s cleaning his automobile <strong>Wa Shing Ka</strong><br> 15. Your body odour is offensive <strong>Yu Stin Ki Pu</strong><br> 16. Great <strong>Fa Kin Su Pah</strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/08/30/learn_chinese_in_5_minutes~2897397/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/08/30/learn_chinese_in_5_minutes~2897397/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/04/05/the_loneliness_and_pain_of_goodbye~2039407/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-04-05:/2007/04/05/the_loneliness_and_pain_of_goodbye~2039407/Thu, 05 Apr 2007 17:53:53 +0200 <p>Memories come flooding<br> From the good times not the bad<br> Love and laughter<br> And the sexy times we had<br> The joking and the teasing<br> The surprise visits<br> Before the dream went sour<br> And we became sad<br> I would rather remember<br> The good times<br> Than the fights and squabbles<br> Of our time together<br> And think of what we had<br> The feigned sarcasm and the wit<br> With good intentioned moments<br> The closeness of the cloth<br> Disassembled bit by bit<br> The passionate embraces<br> Now pulled apart and split<br> When friendship becomes intrusion<br> And bitterness starts to fester<br> When memory has forgotten<br> When two hearts were together<br> In the special place<br> Where a passionate kiss<br> Started all of this<br> And all thats left<br> Is the tear from my eye<br> Like a fluorescent dye<br> It hides in the dark<br> from<br> The loneliness and pain of goodbye</p> <p>Copyright RAW2007</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/04/05/the_loneliness_and_pain_of_goodbye~2039407/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/04/05/the_loneliness_and_pain_of_goodbye~2039407/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/03/27/a_bundle_full_of_joy~1985631/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-03-27:/2007/03/27/a_bundle_full_of_joy~1985631/Tue, 27 Mar 2007 16:05:18 +0200 <p>Naive and innocent<br> Playful as can be<br> Her beautiful blue eyes<br> Staring right through me<br> Her brown and blonde hair<br> Soft and delicate<br> Like braids of silk<br> Soft as the feel of satin<br> And her lips<br> Offered up to me<br> With the taste of passion<br> A wild and carefree kiss<br> Inhibitions free<br> Her ample breasts heaving<br> Pressing into me<br> Only one man in her life<br> and now there are two<br> Her innocence shows<br> And her determination too<br> We laugh<br> And hold hands<br> Walking by the canal<br> The barges passing by<br> WE look at Oberon<br> And then up at the sky<br> The Swan is very amorous<br> And the ducks flutter by<br> Bread is thrown at them<br> By a little girl standing<br> With her grandma<br> By the the bank<br> We walk past and start to tease<br> Each other<br> Relentlessly<br> You must be in love<br> She says to me<br> No<br> But your in love with me!<br> Embraces and sighs<br> Soft gentle thighs<br> I stare into her beautiful face<br> And wonder why<br> Life can be so cruel<br> And most things pass you by<br> But I have her in my arms<br> A bundle full of joy!</p> <p>Copyright RAW2007</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/03/27/a_bundle_full_of_joy~1985631/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/03/27/a_bundle_full_of_joy~1985631/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/03/27/thin_ice_springs_to_mind~1985436/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-03-27:/2007/03/27/thin_ice_springs_to_mind~1985436/Tue, 27 Mar 2007 15:36:15 +0200 <p> by RobertRaw @ Monday, 12. Feb, 2007 - 08:30:38 pm </p> <p>Thin ice springs to mind<br> As I walk along the precipice<br> Of<br> Thoughts within<br> Questions beating hard<br> Afraid to ask<br> Myself<br> Fear springs to mind<br> Of<br> Past obscurity<br> Don’t want to change<br> The<br> Comfort zone<br> I am in now<br> Blindness springs to mind<br> Don’t want to see<br> Negativity<br> Prefer the warm horizon<br> Of blissful<br> Intensity<br> Happiness springs to mind<br> With<br> Positivity<br> Climbing mountain peaks<br> Reaching new heights<br> Sailing<br> In calm waters<br> Subduing<br> The raging heart<br> Anticipation springs to mind<br> Of sweet security<br> Heavenly clouds that roll<br> Elatedly<br> Abounding sweetness<br> Animatedly<br> Renewed passion springs to mind<br> With fervent longing<br> Newfound love emerging<br> Resurfacing<br> A new beginning springs to mind<br> With trust<br> And<br> Honesty</p> <p>Copyright Raw2007 </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/03/27/thin_ice_springs_to_mind~1985436/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/03/27/thin_ice_springs_to_mind~1985436/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/03/25/on_my_own~1974137/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-03-25:/2007/03/25/on_my_own~1974137/Sun, 25 Mar 2007 20:13:25 +0200 <p>I have spoken to her on the phone<br> And she sounds lovely<br> Her photo is beautiful<br> But is she lonely too<br> Is she troubled?<br> Just like me<br> Is her heart ignored like mine?<br> Does she sit on her own every night<br> Watching TV<br> And searching the pages online?</p> <p>The despair that I feel<br> When I see my partner as she (he) is now<br> Compared to when we first met<br> When we couldn’t get enough of each other<br> And couldn’t wait to see to see each other too<br> From the morning to the evening<br> We have gone from Elation<br> To desperation<br> Two passing ships in the fog<br> Missing each other by a short distance<br> But never connecting<br> Never holding hands<br> Or even a kiss<br> With total separation</p> <p>Always on my own<br> Sitting uncomfortably<br> Always on my own<br> With my own company<br> My mind is always full<br> With so much uncertainty<br> Will I always be alone?<br> Till eternity<br> Always on my own<br> Always on my own</p> <p>Looking at happy people<br> Surrounding me<br> Wonder if they know<br> How lonely I can be<br> Without someone to call my own<br> Staring at the sky<br> Anybody want me ?<br> Of course they do<br> Need to find them<br> But<br> In my own time!<br> To see me through</p> <p>Always on my own<br> Sitting uncomfortably<br> Always on my own<br> With my own company<br> Mind is always full<br> With so much uncertainty<br> Will I always be alone?<br> Till eternity<br> Always on my own<br> Always on my own</p> <p>Copyright RAW2007<br> From The Musical 'Have You Really said Goodbye'<br> All rights reserved.Robert Ashley-Wright</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/03/25/on_my_own~1974137/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/03/25/on_my_own~1974137/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/03/23/making_friends_online~1962639/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-03-23:/2007/03/23/making_friends_online~1962639/Fri, 23 Mar 2007 20:19:48 +0100 <p>Loneliness is beating down<br> Sitting on my own<br> I need to make some friends<br> And get on into the town<br> I need to meet someone<br> And lose my worried frown<br> Going to go on a chat line<br> And talk to someone nice<br> Going to have a chat<br> Gonna try try it more than twice</p> <p>Making friends online<br> Using up my time<br> making friends online<br> Making some girl mine<br> making friends online<br> making friends online</p> <p>Would you like to meet with me<br> To see how we get on<br> And if there is an attraction<br> Misery will be gone!<br> I've been on my own for very long<br> No one to call my own<br> If we get together we will<br> Change the lives we lead<br> We'll start our lives together<br> Alive instead of dead!</p> <p>Making friends online<br> Using up my time<br> Making friends online<br> Make some girl mine<br> making friends online<br> making friends online</p> <p>How are you today<br> What a lovely photograph you have<br> I dont live very far away<br> And I thought I would say hello<br> Have you had any luck<br> Have you met anyone</p> <p>Making friends online<br> Using up my time<br> Making friends online<br> Gonna make this girl mine<br> making friends online<br> making friends online!</p> <p>Copyright Raw2007<br> All rights reserved.<br> Part of the Musical " Have You Really Said Goodbye" by<br> Robert Ashley-Wright.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/03/23/making_friends_online~1962639/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/03/23/making_friends_online~1962639/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/02/16/have_you_really_said_goodbye~1751004/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-02-16:/2007/02/16/have_you_really_said_goodbye~1751004/Fri, 16 Feb 2007 13:25:44 +0100 <p>Have I melted with the winter snow<br> Or am I lost beneath the desert sand<br> Has the heat of the sun dried up my well?<br> Since I lost the touch of your sweet hand<br> Have I fallen to the bottom of the sea?<br> And within the waves lost my tranquility</p> <p>Is my love forgotten?<br> Or is my love forsaken<br> Have you really said goodbye<br> Have you really said goodbye</p> <p>Has my body crumbled into dust?<br> Is my aching heart just full of rust?<br> Has your heart lost all its deep affection?<br> Is this the reason for your cruel rejection?<br> Are my words of devotion not enough?<br> Have our lives with each other got too tough</p> <p>Is my love forgotten?<br> Or is my love forsaken<br> Have you really said goodbye<br> Have you really said goodbye</p> <p>I've been hanging round for heaven<br> But its taking much too long<br> Oh I wish that I could walk away<br> But my feelings are too strong</p> <p>Has my moon been melted by the sun<br> Has my lonely future just begun?<br> Is the Milky Way a big illusion?<br> Are my thoughts creating big delusions?<br> Has our love been transformed into a dream<br> Life’s normality is far away it seems</p> <p>Is my love forgotten?<br> Or is my love forsaken<br> Have you really said goodbye<br> Have you really said goodbye </p> <p>Copyright Ashley-Wright/Tindill/2007<br> Written by Robert Ashley-Wright<br> All rights reserved.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/02/16/have_you_really_said_goodbye~1751004/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/02/16/have_you_really_said_goodbye~1751004/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/28/title~1640449/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-01-28:/2007/01/28/title~1640449/Sun, 28 Jan 2007 22:18:04 +0100 <p>What is the difference <br>Between Love and lust<br>When does it stop being lust <br>And become love<br>When it starts to hurt ?<br>Or is it before<br>When desire is at its peak<br>And yearning<br>Takes over <br>Your feelings<br>When your minutes are filled<br>And your thoughts aspire<br>To the company you miss<br>To the willing Arms<br>And willing thighs<br>And soft lips<br>That press against<br>Your blind eyes<br>And the quiet whispers<br>Amidst the turmoil<br>And the pain <br>When it starts <br>To rain<br>And the stormy breeze<br>Blows the drops<br>against your <br>Glassy pane<br>Beating in tune<br>With your palpitating heart<br>Or is it when you hurt<br>The one you love<br>and feel <br>So sad<br>Without meaning to do it<br>And you feel the pain<br>That was meant for her<br>And you regret it<br>But promise<br>You will <br>never do the same<br>Again.<br>Is that when its love ?<br>Is it when you <br>Lose it<br>And it seems to have<br>Disappeared<br>And hope is in your heart<br>Is that when<br>You realise <br>The difference ?<br>Clouds are sweeping by<br>darkness turns to light<br>And darkness returns<br>Again<br>Rain clouds my judgement<br>Confusion sets in<br>I need <br>Enlightenment<br>Is it lust <br>When I need her arms<br>her kiss<br>Or dare I say it<br>her love ?<br>Whats the difference ? </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/28/title~1640449/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/28/title~1640449/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/26/what~1624574/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-01-26:/2007/01/26/what~1624574/Fri, 26 Jan 2007 10:17:09 +0100 <p>Life is not<br> <strong>A midsummers nights dream</strong><br> Nor is it a<br> <strong>Tempest</strong><br> But is is<br> <strong>A comedy of errors</strong><br> To spend<br> <strong>As you like it</strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/26/what~1624574/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/26/what~1624574/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/24/the_moribund_mortician~1616072/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-01-24:/2007/01/24/the_moribund_mortician~1616072/Wed, 24 Jan 2007 21:30:04 +0100 <p> Death seems so sweet<br> When your heavy and down<br> When the world has turned full circle<br> And your life is just a frown,<br> When pressures are strong<br> And the will is weak<br> And the breath of life<br> has lost its voice to speak.</p> <p>The moribund mortician<br> Entered within his log<br> The journey that he would make<br> While passing through the morgue<br> The last rites been performed<br> A wash and brush up<br> Ready for his embalmment<br> A sickeningly sweet smell<br> To cover his inhumation<br> A choice of burial or<br> Incineration<br> Within a wooden casket<br> cerements complete<br> The nails are hammered down<br> From head down to his feet<br> A heavy thud upon the catafalque<br> Off to Gods little acre<br> Within the sepulchral sheet<br> A muffled drum<br> A cortège<br> A solemn little dirge<br> A tear upon the asphalt<br> Emotion on the verge<br> A gain to the heavenly world.</p> <p>The priest upon the pedestal<br> Director of the soul<br> To provide spiritual sustenance<br> Incarnate control<br> The fire burns so brightly<br> Goodbye!<br> Cruel World!</p> <p>copyright RAW 2005 </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/24/the_moribund_mortician~1616072/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/24/the_moribund_mortician~1616072/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/16/caught_in_the_parallels_of_time~1562502/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-01-16:/2007/01/16/caught_in_the_parallels_of_time~1562502/Tue, 16 Jan 2007 17:27:20 +0100 <p>Patience is a virtue<br> So they say<br> But it doesnt help<br> When your waiting<br> For a moment in time<br> That has not arrived<br> yet<br> Intrepidation<br> Pumping heart<br> Turmoil<br> Breathless<br> Wondering if<br> She will come<br> harsh words spoken<br> On either side<br> With painful regrets<br> Trivialities<br> Assumed<br> Without a foundation<br> And taken as the truth<br> Without a shred<br> Of<br> Evidence<br> How fickle we are<br> When we love<br> Letting jealousy<br> Take control<br> And destroy<br> Wreck and wrench<br> And devour<br> With<br> believed illusions<br> I wait<br> With trembling fear<br> For the arrival<br> Of Love<br> I may have lost<br> My heart pounding<br> I didnt want it this way<br> And neither did she<br> My confidence is low<br> She will not come<br> But I hope<br> She does<br> To renew the love<br> We have lost<br> With just one kiss<br> Thats all that it needs<br> To soothe my<br> Breaking heart<br> Yearn for the comfort<br> Of willing arms<br> To destroy<br> This desolation<br> Of loneliness<br> And<br> Isolation<br> To once more<br> Taste her lips on mine<br> Oh what sadness<br> Between us<br> when<br> Caught in the parallels of time</p> <p>copyright RAW 2007 </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/16/caught_in_the_parallels_of_time~1562502/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/16/caught_in_the_parallels_of_time~1562502/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/12/when_darkness_falls~1546937/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-01-12:/2007/01/12/when_darkness_falls~1546937/Fri, 12 Jan 2007 19:13:22 +0100 <p>When the twilight has gone<br> And the birds start to sing<br> When the clouds darken<br> And the trees begin to swing<br> From a light evening breeze<br> And a last glimpse of the sun<br> On the horizon ,On the wing<br> Thoughts turn to Love<br> And the need to sustain<br> The tender loving care<br> From the pressures of the day</p> <p>When the foxes start to roam<br> The urban streets of shame<br> When the owls fly out<br> And the mice hide in the drain<br> The mistress of surprise<br> comes to you again<br> She sits within her car<br> And says its bloody cold<br> Will you come to the door<br> And let her in.<br> This cant be true<br> shes not really there<br> But you go to the door<br> Her car is there<br> And she is within<br> I cannot stay<br> she says to me<br> A tease in her eyes<br> I just came to say<br> Hello and goodbye<br> And then I'm on my way<br> I look at her with wonder<br> Wary of her words<br> I want her to stay<br> But I dare not<br> Utter<br> A single sound<br> My hearts abound<br> With excitement<br> I silently shiver<br> Surely she jests<br> She cannot be so cruel<br> to make me look a fool<br> and then she exits her car<br> and kisses me with a passion<br> and I cover her with my arms<br> With joy and<br> Tenderness<br> My love has come<br> Without me knowing<br> And I silently sigh<br> and look into her eyes<br> I see her love<br> And I feel wanted<br> We clasp each other<br> And melt into one<br> We love through the evening<br> With vigour and energy<br> until she has to go<br> But we love each other<br> More than we did before<br> And she is reluctant to leave<br> Her heart upon her sleeve<br> And I love<br> The pleasure she has brought<br> The Owl hoots and calls<br> When Darkness falls</p> <p>Copyright RAW 2007<br> My favourite Poem !</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/12/when_darkness_falls~1546937/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/12/when_darkness_falls~1546937/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/07/afternoon_delight~1527060/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-01-07:/2007/01/07/afternoon_delight~1527060/Sun, 07 Jan 2007 22:37:10 +0100 <p>Restless sleep<br> Twisting and turning<br> Cant sleep<br> Upset by emotion<br> Volatile texts<br> Upsetting the balance<br> Sincerity gone wild<br> With bewilderment<br> Behaving like a child<br> Juvenile affliction<br> And then<br> A phone call<br> She is outside!<br> She will not come in<br> to the invitation<br> Seeks just to see<br> The broken puzzle<br> That is me<br> We sit and talk<br> And Kiss and cuddle<br> And renewing the flame<br> From extinction<br> Renewing the passion<br> Of wanton love<br> forgetting the vengeance<br> of violation<br> of senses beyond comprehension<br> Our tongues entwine<br> Exchanging<br> Sweet tasting saliva<br> She comes in to my humble abode<br> and we love<br> With shameless abandon<br> tearing our hearts<br> With unbridled affection<br> Whispering<br> Loving<br> Clasping<br> Holding<br> We are as one<br> With fantastic feeling<br> My head and heart<br> Are reeling<br> Shouting and screaming<br> Until she explodes in utmost elation<br> With the ultimate Pleasure<br> Not just fornication<br> I am happy<br> She is with me<br> And not another<br> I have sated my lust and wanting<br> But she leaves<br> With a Kiss<br> And sorrow returns<br> But with a sweet feeling<br> The emptiness returns<br> And off she goes<br> Out goes my light<br> Au Revoir my love<br> My Afternoon delight.</p> <p>Copyright RAW 2007</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/07/afternoon_delight~1527060/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/07/afternoon_delight~1527060/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/03/thundering_silence~1511146/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-01-03:/2007/01/03/thundering_silence~1511146/Wed, 03 Jan 2007 22:24:46 +0100 <p> Upon the horizon of perfect love<br> What you say and what you mean<br> Are words<br> Lost in a dream<br> For fear<br> Of being turned away<br> And losing<br> Something that might have been.<br> Silent meanings<br> need<br> understanding.<br> You dont have to say<br> I love you<br> To show affection,<br> As you ride the waves of thundering silence.<br> Deafening echoes<br> Of heartfelt pleas'<br> Reaching out<br> With hope and yearning<br> To satisfy your desire<br> For lust and pleasure<br> Confused<br> With your heart on fire<br> You swing from one to another<br> Love and lust<br> And yet another<br> You hide your truth<br> Even further<br> Rejection is the fear<br> The enemy of honesty<br> You want to say it<br> How much you love and need her<br> But you cant<br> And the thundering silence takes over.</p> <p>copyright RAW. January 2007</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/03/thundering_silence~1511146/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/03/thundering_silence~1511146/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/03/the_wednesday_phone_call~1509293/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-01-03:/2007/01/03/the_wednesday_phone_call~1509293/Wed, 03 Jan 2007 14:53:57 +0100 <p>Its time to climb mountains<br> And rebuild forgotten bridges,<br> Forget Innuendos and vitriolic outbursts.<br> Dont let a close friendship become tinged<br> By subtle and veiled contempt<br> Lets strengthen Bonds<br> And carry the weight<br> Of<br> Good intentions.<br> Open up the Ivory Temple<br> With longing and redemption.<br> Today is the tomorrow<br> You worried about yesterday.<br> Have no fears<br> I will still be here tomorrow.<br> Will you ?<br> I long to hold you in my arms<br> To kiss you gently<br> Caress you with deep emotion<br> And make you feel loved<br> For today<br> It was a gift<br> thats why it is called the PRESENT.</p> <p>copyright2007 RAW </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/03/the_wednesday_phone_call~1509293/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/03/the_wednesday_phone_call~1509293/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/02/julie_new_years_eve_2006~1505114/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2007-01-02:/2007/01/02/julie_new_years_eve_2006~1505114/Tue, 02 Jan 2007 14:44:15 +0100 <p>A copper coloured mass of hair<br> Blonde<br> And tangled in the wind.<br> Gentle curls that sparkle<br> Like the fire that comes from flint.<br> Her thoughts ever changing<br> And her outlook so sublime<br> She betrays her outward beauty<br> And cares not for her crime<br> In craving for the unknown<br> An age of future time.</p> <p>In restlessness she wanders,<br> Intermittent in her choice,<br> Like an everchanging shell<br> Of many colours,<br> Like a glass of Niersteiner wine,<br> Her sweetness abounds<br> And<br> I wish that she was mine.</p> <p>But her castle has a high wall<br> With broken glass on top<br> And even if I cut myself<br> Could I bear the drop ?<br> Would I fall in the right place,<br> And would she buffet my fall,<br> Or would she turn away her pretty face<br> And<br> Not care at all ?</p> <p>Youth is so misleading,<br> And honesty changes shells,<br> Maturity is so frightening,<br> And experience is hell.<br> But its locked within your mind,<br> Deep within a cell<br> And you cannot ignore it<br> But you want to<br> Just as well,<br> Through all caution to the wind<br> And think of Her</p> <p>Copyright RAW 1977</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/02/julie_new_years_eve_2006~1505114/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2007/01/02/julie_new_years_eve_2006~1505114/#commentshttp://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2006/12/23/title~1471519/tag:rawoverview.blog.co.uk,2006-12-23:/2006/12/23/title~1471519/Sat, 23 Dec 2006 13:47:00 +0100 <p>What can I say<br> What can I do<br> My heart is lost<br> in thoughts of you<br> At first it was a casual thing<br> Just meant for fun and nothing more,<br> we wrote for months<br> and laughed and joked and teased<br> I was the Doc and you were Minnie<br> And we worked our fantasies<br> until we were silly<br> I wrote a play<br> and you were the star<br> It was the best I had written so far<br> and when I met you<br> and first saw you<br> I fell<br> in love<br> With your golden hair<br> and your looks and assets<br> my heart took a leap<br> and when we kissed<br> you drove the final stab<br> to my emotions<br> opening up my affections<br> that had been dormant<br> since I cant remember when<br> I was dizzy and felt drunk<br> from just a kiss<br> and a cuddle<br> my arms around you<br> holding you tight<br> feeling your arms clasping me to you<br> breathing hard with emotion and lust and pleasure<br> I held you<br> and melted<br> and wished you were mine<br> and felt sad<br> confused<br> hurt<br> wanting you so badly<br> but knowing you were with someone else<br> and so was I<br> you said you didnt love your partner<br> and I didnt love mine<br> but it was still sorrow when I parted<br> and left you<br> knowing that I was not the only one<br> and never would be.<br> I never wanted to fall in love<br> not ever again<br> having to hurt<br> go through jealousy and pain<br> and yearning<br> and dreaming<br> and crying<br> wanting just to see you again. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2006/12/23/title~1471519/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://rawoverview.blog.co.uk/2006/12/23/title~1471519/#comments