Isle Esme

The moonlight lit his body with an artful grace
Accentuating the planes of his beautiful face
I knew right then I'd never love him more
As the sound of the waves gently lapped the shore

Safe in his arms in the ocean's embrace
My body tingled as his lips touched my face
He was my husband, my lover, my friend
My love irrevocable, never to end.

He carried me gently to a white bed of lace
Trying so hard no bruises to place
Swept away with passion, I felt no pain
Only wanting him to love me again and again.

This was the night I had longed for so much
My body answering to his sensual touch
As I cried out his name, I knew in my heart
Immortality he'd give me, never to part

Happy Trail

You tease me with these little peeks
When there's been no sign for bloody weeks
Then a pic appears and oh my god
Its you in a hoodie flashing the bod.

You reach up to pull on the hood
Knowing full well you're looking good
Sunglasses on, unmistakeably male
My eyes are riveted on your happy trail.

This trail of hair, my eyes they linger
I want to trace it with my finger
Should my hand dip to the pleasure dome
I know I've found my sweet way home...

Georges

You sit there with that arrogant sneer
That will soon turn into a sensual leer
Legs spread wide with your wares on show
Georges you bastard, I want you so.

All dressed up and hair slicked back
I bet you're a tease in the sack
Unlace my bodice, please Mr Duroy
I'll be your little French kissin' love toy

Robert in my Locket

What would I do with a lock of Rob's hair?
Would I keep it in a jar to look at and stare?
Would I secrete it away inside my pocket?
Or lovingly next to my heart in a locket?

Perhaps with the DNA I could make a clone.
A replica Robert to call my own.
But I'd always know he wasn't meant to be
So just his hair in my locket I'd keep with me

It's all speculation because there's nowhere
That I could even get a lock of his hair
Besides I'd be happy with a smile sent my way
If I met him by chance one fine lucky day.

Robnipulations.

Was it cold that day in the parking lot?
With your nipples erect and looking so hot
Why don't you wear tight jeans any more?
They fit you so well and make me go"phwoar!"

Looking so cool in those glasses you're wearing
And the tight grey T your chest is baring
But why is your shirt so frayed and torn?
It looks like something a hobo has worn

You make me smile, you really do
With your darning holes and making do
Please don't change and become a "star"
Because I love you just the way you are.

Ode To A Bike

Rob on a bike
Now that I like
Two wheels or trike
Crazy little tyke!

Rob on wheels
Now that appeals
Kicking his heels
Know how that feels.

Will he ride everywhere?
The wind in his hair
I wish I was there
It just aint fair.

The Return of Dean

Yay! Dean you're back! together with Rob,
Have you been away on another job?
You look so happy, have you missed him too?
Don't leave him again whatever you do.

So at last Breaking Dawn is about to start
As the cast mosey in to rehearse their parts
Taylor, all six pack as Jake the wolf boy
And Kristen as Bella, playing it coy.

Of course there is Rob, as Edward again
His stunning good looks to drive us insane
With his amber eyes and pale icy skin
Sparkling in sunlight and sexy as sin.

Another year to endure before they appear
Our patience will be stretched to the limit, I fear.
But the reward will be great cos we'll get to see
Bella and Edward and Renesmee make three!