Tales of a Lagan Lover

the view from above
hillocks with red towers
rolling uplands
in the middle a wishing well

further south a little forest
thick and dark
hiding a fiord
narrow and dark

at the entrance a wishing chair
sit there gently
and peace and pleasure comes
slow at first then a torrent

travel to the pool
watch you don't fall in
its slippery no grip there
just walk round the shore

dark surface so inviting
just slip in
skinny dip, why not
there's no danger

water embraces you like velvet
soft and gentle
dive down get immersed
become as one

back to the surface
very awake
scared' shocked but happy
climb up into the light

dark shiny hair
ruby red lips
push up bra
and narrow hips

tanned cleavage inviting
attention and conversation
are those eyes smiling
asking me to make a move

do I clasp her in my arms
make her aware of my charms
surely she knows what I want
how I long for her

things get busier
she sits down with friends
I swallow beer and chit chat
and let the night end

long walk home
alone again
why didn't I try
makes me want to cry

driving down the road
news is real bad
world is going nowhere
people are sad

we are getting too old
immigrants are getting too bold
no-one's happy
everybody's snappy

it's all lies
thats no surprise
it all rests on the dice
you don't get to throw twice

take your chance
make your choice
live the best you can
be a man

the only thing that matters
is what matters to you
screw the politicians
we gotta get wise

the world needs to forget
the greed for gold
that makes young men old
before their time

Concentrate on happiness
live, love and stop chasing the
corporate mess
and look for the future in you

Twilight on a lonely road
Popped out in a Honda Civic
Legs across the dash
we started to thrash

Thundering on the road to somewhere
The beat was in my ears
and in my chest
as I worked with her

Sweating ass bumping on the steering wheel
Knee grinding on the transmission tunnel
can't stop now
Don't stop

Carpet burns, seat squeaking
getting tired now
hands grip my shoulders
looking at the view, wow

choked madness
lost control
pain, pleasure, mess
I flop and roll

condensation
can't see a thing
happy empty sensation
my finger on her wedding ring

Arm coiled round a narrow back
firm mounds against my chest
all evidence of the moral courage I lack
rhythm and religion not the best

long soft hair well combed and tended
sweet lips open and moist
the affection visible and intent
why is she here by choice

why care she's here with me
soft and welcoming a true delight
her giggles set me free
each time I bite

Busted flat in Baton Rouge
Loaded on Tanqueray and wine
thinking about my little stooge
made me pine

The nights are real lonely
I try to make the day last
but when no man speaks your name
no loving voice whispers in your ear
its not easy

I succumb to the night
sitting in the dark
searching for a purpose
someone to be with till the dawn

hold her close
close enough to her shape
to feel her mould to me

thrust, parry, marry
please don't tarry
spin her round

watch those long legs
encased in nylon
come closer I beg

locked on now
she knows my intention
I won't break the conventions