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I only sleep in your arms now, So this week I won’t sleep at all. I’ll lie awake and dream of cuddles Of kisses , of hugs , of snuggles, Of you; my love, my everything.  

I was going to write a masterpiece But I had vodka instead, So I curl up in worthlessness, Silenced again  

Daddy It’s cold out here. The frost has collected on my tail like a dusting of icing sugar, but still I don’t move. It sparkles in the distant light from the street below, my glittering tail the only thing that marks me out from the exhaust-fume blackened stone work. The window ledge is freezing to touch; it leaches out what little warmth is left in my hands and feet. I don’t move though, not yet. If I press my face to the glass, I can feel a little warmth from inside; even hear a little soun...

Walking to the off-licence, I see someone vanish on the edge of sight, thin white teenage arms. Before I enter, a man of milk chocolate spice enters. As I move round the shop, I avoid contact, his darkness is sweetened by the luxury of his peroxide hair. Sweet cinnamon coloured leather coat. As I leave, a large sweet man holds the door, blue and white striped curtsey. Outside thin girl lighting a cigarette. Hair dark as the night, skin as light as the lemon street light, my consumptive Aphrod...

From a mistress to a wife. If you knew, would you care That we’re loving him in time-share? One night with you, one night with me I’m touching you by proxy.