His kiss went through her like a drawing pin pushed into a cork notice board didn’t.

The wedding ring was a safety pin restyled by a Tiger’s jaw

Her sewing looked like she used a nappy pin for speed.

His nails felt like horns from a beetle tickling her skin.

His embrace was as fierce as a moth’s eye looking at cashmere.

But not tested by human hand

Her nails shone like fake pearls in moonlight on the beach in Morecambe.

Feed those in need.

Creeds don’t need bleeds

No execution, no sacred

pollution.

No death penalty no Royalty.

No greed I plead.

A question of attention.

A suggestion for your pension.

Let your lips meet gently,

the top one resting against the lower,

touching with tenderness

your own skin to skin.

Forefinger propped on chin,

I let the others dangle,

like leaves on a branch;

how softly gravity tugs them downwards.

Let heart beat quietly,slowly

as the blood circulates

carrying its music,

a river,

following the path of least resistance.

How the blood vessels receive willingly this flow,

touching it kindly as with tiny open fingers,

helping and being helped.

How the hair on the head

floats

on the breeze,

like tentacles of an octopus

waving goodbye.

Top eyelid loves the lower one;

as we blink they touch

like lovers kissing swiftly

behind a tree.

and how the light comes in

we see a world.

[mine may not be yours,]

but the blink of my eyelid

sends waves through the air,

so we’re all touching and being touched,

lips kissing each other,

kiss all living creatures.

skin to skin.

air to air.

And inside us,the rich darkness

of creative night

transforms,in turn,

these touches

into dreams.

Neither hurry nor flurry

Don’t retaliate, don’t hate

Go with the flow, slow l

Beauty no vanity

Mental illness go pill less

Houseman rhymed in line

Stilled deep, go to sleep

Feed the cat, come back.

ln a part? Act with heart

Go slow, lighten the blow

Fast is worse,teach the nurse.

when in doubt do nowt