As absent as the breath you draw

The anti-gravitational mist rises

Prizes itself from the fields of frozen snow

I didn't mean for you to break my heart

I didn't dream of the reasons to make it so

I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go

The day is as still as your absence 

As absent as the breath you draw

I didn't ever mean to lose you 

In my schemes I never meant for you to go

I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go

The canal surface settles the reflections

Fringed by the winter white hedgerow

I didn't mean for you to break my heart

I didn't dream of the reasons to make it so

I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go

The day is as still as your absence 

As absent as the breath you draw

I didn't ever mean to lose you 

In my schemes I never meant for you to go

I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go

The snowflakes that float on the breeze

Crystallised water as the thoughts that flow

I didn't mean for you to break my heart

I didn't dream of the reasons to make it so

I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go

The day is as still as your absence 

As absent as the breath you draw

I didn't ever mean to lose you 

In my schemes I never meant for you to go

I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go

In my schemes I never meant for you to go

In my dreams I never meant for you to go

In my schemes I never wanted you to go

In my dreams I never wanted you to go

I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go
I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go

from 
Parting Shots - Love Of The Status Quo

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Basking in our soft soled, sequin shoes

Between the waking and the dreaming

There are things I mean to do

Between the doubtful thoughts of meaning

There is the love that I save for you

I am after finding a quieter life

I am after searching it out with you

I'm all for flying paper kites

Skipping out under silvered skies of blue

I'm all for painting picture frames

Stripping them back, to timeless delicate hues

Between the waking and the dreaming

There are things I mean to do

Between the doubtful thoughts of meaning

There is the love that I save for you

I am after reminders of simpler times

I am after minding them with you

I'm all for walks on submissive sands

Basking in our soft-soled, sequin shoes

I'm all for playing lovers games

Asking out for sensitive sensual truth

Between the waking and the dreaming

There are things I mean to do

Between the doubtful thoughts of meaning

There is the love that I save for you

Between the doubtful thoughts of meaning

There is the love that I save for you

Between the waking and the dreaming

There is the love that I save for you

Between the doubtful thoughts of meaning

Between the waking and the dreaming

There is the love that I save for you

There is the love that I save for you

There is the love that I save for you

There is the love that I save for you

Between the waking and the dreaming

Between the picture frames and the sequins

There is the love that I save for you

There is the love that I save for you

There is the love that I save for you

There is the love that I save for you 

There is the love that I save for you

There is the love that I save for you

from 
Parting Shots - Love Of The Status Quo

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Listen to Me and My Shadow play Between The Waking And The Dreaming on the back porch

Presently

I see the roadside rows

Of  leaning leafless trees

They are in relief, against a plain grey sky

In this moment I am mindful

I see the distant sodium lights 

Set out along the coastline

They are shining, beneath a plain grey sky

In this moment I am mindful

I hear music on the car stereo

Jim Morrison in full flow

His mojo is working, on his LA Woman

In those few moments I was mindful

from 
Parting Shots - Love Of The Status Quo

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Natures Gifted & Wondrous Feelings

White silver sun
In a fog grey sky
Such excitable urges

Frosted tree and hedgerow
Mist over the frozen fields
Such intimate desires

Snow drifts up the hillside
Ice forms on the river bank
Such passions are aroused

Vapour of woman’s breath
Echoes of winter’s scents
Such a magnificent climax

Soft, rich crimson, energising sunrise
Silhouette’s the young man’s home
Such as to raise his new-day smile



from 
Parting Shots - Love Of The Status Quo

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Vibrations From Beneath The Skin

If you should search

For something almost lost forever

& most unexpectedly

Even one might say at an inconvenient moment

That thing should reappear

Imagine then the inappropriate occurrence

Whilst caressing or massaging her shoulder

Stroking her thigh; foreplay as a woman does

To achieve that remembered sensual effect 

Deep into her erogenous zone

from 
Parting Shots - Love Of The Status Quo

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