Lipstick…

Her lips shaded red

WIth passions burning desire

Drawing me closer

Sparking smouldering yearnings

To want for love’s one true kiss.

*****

FSF

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Lipstick…

Her lips shaded red

WIth passions burning desire

Drawing me closer

Sparking smouldering yearnings

To want for love’s one true kiss.

*****

FSF

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Scorching…

Albert said it best,

World War Four will be fought with

Naught but sticks and stones.

Because after World War Three

All that’s left is a scorched earth.

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FSF

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Scorching…

Albert said it best,

World War Four will be fought with

Naught but sticks and stones.

Because after World War Three

All that’s left is a scorched earth.

*****************

FSF

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The Eye of the Storm

Shelters and havens,

Protection from the tempest

Safe harbors to rest

Oasis in the chaos

Whilst in the eye of the storm.

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