When I'm in your tight embraceand between your lips,The world... stops.Nobody else is here. Us.Forever, in sweet stasis.One simple hug, a warm lingering kiss,The world doesn't know, doesn't careHow much I love you,But I care. I love. I kiss. I hug.My passion for you: never held back, always smoldering.The world doesn't care, has no clue.What you mean to me.You calm me, yet fire me up.I can't think of a day without you.I h...

Whenever I'm lonely, whenever I start to miss you, I hold in my hand, that little bit of you, I hold it and read it and you're there, saying those words, snuggling, your words enveloping me like a blanket, a warm, comfy blanket of love. And I'm there. With you. It means a lot to me, that letter. You, my Kitten, mean a lot to me, Time and again, I've said it,  Time and again, I will continue to say I love you.

Visiting time was finally over and Rufus bid his visitors farewell. He’d had quite a good visit and managed to get a bit of business done. All he really wanted to do, however, was get back to his journal. “Hey, would you lot mind if I wrote in my journal for a bit? There’s something I need to get written down,” Rufus asked.“Nah, it’s okay, time for my programme, anyway” Cynthia smiled.“Okay, I’ll get out of your face, too...

Rufus wanted nothing more than to pace the floor, but being bed bound and advised against any strenuous activity, he could do nothing. Instead he just mimicked the movement, which was part of his physiotherapy anyway, and wished he could have a smoke. 'Suppose this could be a good opportunity to give up, though,’ he thought, resigning himself to not smoking, ‘meh, I still wanna smoke. Stressed out here!’“Hey Roof, I’m bac...

Amy said nothing, just stood there smiling at Rufus. A nurse came along and fussed over Rufus.“Rufus, look at me, don’t move too much. You’ve got three broken ribs and a fractured pelvis, if you move suddenly, you could be really hurt,” the nurse told him.Rufus burbled, trying to get the words, but still too out of it to make any sense. ‘Why is Amy here?’ he thought.“A doctor will be by soon.” The nurse smiled sweetly.Ruf...

That feeling you get, it’s inexplicable. I’m gonna try and explic it. I laughed out loud at that. Why, if something is not explainable, do we say it’s inexplicable and then when we go to explain it, we’re explaining it, not explicing it? Seems odd to me.I digress though. I do that all the time. I’m silly with my digressions. I think I think too much... You think? I’m listening to Nirvana unplugged right now. Happy, I am....

This poem will be short,  As I am with inspiration, Sat here on a bus, I wonder... Why did I say ON a bus and not IN, After all, I'm technically indoors. Ambulating, or more accurately, sitting. I watch the world go by, Listen to music, Lust after the cute girl opposite me, See the rain, smile and sing, sometimes out loud. I'm happy. The girl is cute, but gimmie my Kitten any day. Here's the love part of the poem: I love...

Yeah yeah, that’s right, bash my head in. You don’t seem to mind that my brain is pouring out, do you? What’s that? You wanted that to happen? Huh, that’s just sick, how could you?How could I? You ask that, but you don’t seem to realise what a silly question that is! You do realise that you deserve this!Deserve it? How come? What did I do?Well, duh, Edna! You ate the last lettuce leaf! So that merits me getting my head ki...

I had new tea tonight. Vanilla Chai to be exact. It’s an art form, getting that stuff just right. So far I’ve not mastered it, but I will. I love the challenge of getting new tea and having to learn how to brew it for the perfect taste.Non tea drinkers might be sitting scratching their heads thinking “what’s the big deal? You just shove a tea bag in a cup with some milk, pour some boiling water on and remove the bag, what...

I’ve been driving myself nuts trying to find a replacement Dreamcast. A few months ago, the controller port broke, so I’ve been looking for a faulty one, in order to save some money and fix my current one by transplanting the working controller port into the one with the non working controller port. The controller board shorted out and I tried to replace the blown resistor, but unfortunately, I also buggered up the board....

Cynthia sat by Rufus’s bedside. She was scared. She’d only just met him and now he was lying there in that hospital bed, tubes coming from him and his breathing assisted by a machine. It was just precaution, they said, but Cynthia and Mrs Hatfield still couldn’t help feeling scared by the sheer amount of equipment attached to him. Cynthia couldn’t bear the thought of losing her Rufus. The doctors had knocked him out in an...

A trio of poems about my favourite drinks, first Tea:A cup of tea,is a labour of love,boil the kettle,warm the pot...A spoonful of leaves,One for each personand another for the pot,it really requires very little thought,but a lot of love.Infuse infuse, for five minutes or more,it really never is a chore.The satisfaction of a lovely cup,is that "aah" at the endand the warm feeling deep inside...a cup of tea, a labour of lo...

On Tuesday, I went out for a walk. I hadn’t been out for three days - I don’t go out at the weekend and couldn’t be bothered on Monday, so went out on Tuesday. I was really just wanting to get out and take a walk, to nowhere really. I had to clear my head and hopefully make myself breath a little better. I’m suffering from seasonal allergies just now and it’s pretty horrendous, so I was hoping a walk to somewhere it isn’t...

Have you ever loved someone so much that you just think of them and weep?They’re happy, those tears...Dancing down your cheek,Imprinting themselves upon you,an indelible mark of loveand longing.Your mind wanders, your heart thuds,it’s greedy, that heart, it wants moreand more.Before you know it, you’re falling in lovethere can be no questionand still you cry those happy tears,those tears of love, those tears of longing,Yo...

My laptop screen is too bright, but I can’t be bothered turning it down. I’ll just live with it. I decided to get some food to quell my hunger but all that did was make me even more hungry and thirsty. I have a notification on Facebook, which has turned out to be crap and I’m currently drawing level with my opponent in Tekken 3. Whoopee. My writing endeavours all turn out to be crap, which is fzarking annoying. Yeah, I us...