Submissions by Spikehipwell (Mike Hipwell)

We walk the beach above low tide
with careful step, we’re side by side,
the sea is calm, the birds sing clear,
I whisper sweetness in your ear.
To you the words form drops of lead
that rattle cages in your head
where fears and doubts of long ago
are loosed to prey upon your soul .
The sky turns dark , the sea turns grey
I grab your hand and pull away
we run together to a bay
where in a cave we safely lay.
You open up your heart to me,
within a radiant bird I see
whose trembling wings are yet to feel
the wind of...

It’s a dark stormy night and you’re cuddled up tight with the rain beating down, now, just turn off the light pull the throw to your chin, make a tent and within in your freedom just gently strip down to the skin. So you’re lying there bare, take the clip from your hair, shake your head and release all those tresses so fair. Now it’s just you alone snuggled up on your throne with the throw to  your chin in the skin that you own. You can wiggle and wind your impatient behind on the sofa’s soft pile as you set in your mind a hot vision of he who is down on one knee just a towel round his waist...