You take me in your mouth
and do… something
We rowed the boat all day
until you did… something
Now, I can’t go back to her
knowing where my lips have been
I sat alone all week
longing hard for… something
Walking these dead-end streets
looking out for… something
Now, I’ve turned my back on her
licking my lips for what you bring
Down Logic Lane we lose control
you passionately doing… something
Beside the classic cars you smile
reach out and touch… something
Now, when I think back to her
my lips just beg of you
‘Keep doing it, keep doing it
keep doing that… something…’
[2011]
Thanks for reading.
The Lighthouse 
I can hear you reading this, and I know, exactly, how long the pauses are before each…something!
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Ha, thanks Peter. I hadn’t considered doing a reading of this one, but maybe I should… thanks for reading. 🙏
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Thanks! Glad you enjoyed this… something. 😀🙏
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Love this one my friend 👍🖤
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Loved this
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Ah thanks for letting me know and thanks a lot for reading 🙏 glad you enjoyed
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My pleasure
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Ooh, this one is … something! 😉
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This is something! You always bring something fresh to poetry.
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Thanks Benjamin, glad you enjoyed 🙂 Always great to hear from you.
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Welcome. Likewise, always nice to read your work!
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