Allan Farran

(08/11/61 / Darwen, Lancashire)

A Special Time


A special Time



Please let me taste your spasmodic desire

and feed me with a drip-line of you, continuous.

All the while the river draws us backwards and forth


You can even feed me, with droplets of water

like Ecstasy with masses of chemical imbalance.

With only the left over wine to taste.


Being together in our minds is all that remains

Through the many seasons we shared our wants.

With blankets of words we made love to our thoughts


Please let me sense your cries

Of effervescent desires that reach their paradise

Now warm, fluffy and engulfed in a rapture.


When reflecting on moments that ruminate,

we evade the dissolve of the wonderland we built.

Submitted: Tuesday, January 07, 2014
Edited: Saturday, February 15, 2014

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This is the story when one woman turned me from a boy into a man

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