I Miss Your Blissful Bliss

 

I am fanaticising as you’re mesmerizing,

I am remembering you with reminiscing

As you were blissful bliss of which I miss

Especially your loving hugging and a kiss,

I was in lucky luck when I chanced to look

Upon yourself worth so more than wealth

As you were my gold to so lovingly hold

As I was rich in spirit with you as my chick.

 

I so implore that it is you who I lovingly adore

But you stall to making a call to again enthral

My mind with a buzz of us which is my score

To yet again open a door with a beauty ethereal.

Open your mind and you might find me in-kind

Wanting again to gain yourself a lady so refined.

 

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 06/10/2024

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. 

On A High With Every Hi

 

A smile is well worth my while,

A loving look is I am so in luck,

I did care when we were a pair

Being together I hoped forever.

 

I still have a mind to love in-kind

Which you might find so sublime,

I want you to know you’re a glow

In my dark, a beacon light bright.

 

Your behaviour was in my favour

As I did savour your kind nature

With fervour as you went further

With loving hugging so pleasing.

 

I was so a happy chappie with thee

And you created in me tranquillity,

I was always merry like on sherry

As you were a high with every ‘hi’.

 

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 06/10/2024

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. 

Keen To The Extreme

 

I love to just stare at lovely Clare,

She is beautiful with locks of hair

That are fair that bounce with flair

At every pace that highlight a face

Standing out with prettiness clout

With piercing blue eyes the prize

Of so winning her over for loving

With a knowing smile so grinning.

 

She is an attraction to the extreme

With little wonder why I am keen,

We so loved to love with a passion

That she filled me with gratification.

I remember so fondly with fondness

Us being together full of happiness.

 

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 06/10/2024

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

 

I Grow With Your Glow

 

I will wish upon a star

That you’ll be near and not far,

I will leave hope ajar

That we’ll again drink in a bar.

 

Love is in my nature

That I express further with fervour

With you my ex-partner

Who was a lover in my apt favour.

 

You loved with a passion

And had your way in compassion

With your supplication

That I heeded with gratification.

 

I miss you terribly so

Of which I hope you do so know,

And my love does grow

As you are my sunshine glow.

 

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 05/10/2024

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

A Turn From A Burn

 

Let me offer out a hand

To guide you in this land

That can so be a mission

With making a decision

Of forks in the road ahead

That can fill you with dread

As if you take a wrong turn

It may sting like a hot burn.

 

Follow me on a righteous path

Where hopefully we will laugh

With having a good godly time

That’ll be expressed in rhyme.

Let me lead the way to so play

With playing ball instead of stall.

 

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 05/10/2024

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

It Is You Who I Pursue

 

I love you greatly oh so much

But am I gravely out of touch

For craving you with my lust.

 

You don’t dearly reciprocate

What it is I relate to so state

That I want to go on a date.

 

I fancy you to be oh so fanciable

And it is you who I want to pull

As my heart with yourself is full.

 

It is you who I do so greatly pursue

As I want to stick to you like glue

With a passionate passion to renew.

 

Wont you come back and see me

Or am I barking up the wrong tree

With an impossible impossibility.

 

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 05/10/2024

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

Implore More That Is A Score

 

Is your life rife with strife

With a wife not very nice,

Or do you have a partner

Who acts with a behaviour

You love and also savour,

I hope you are not graver

With a hubby not in favour

With your nurturing nurture

That might to him be torture

With going against his nature.

 

I would advise not to despise

But try your utmost very best

To so reconcile any difference

That may be a bad hindrance.

Open a door to a not nice flaw

And search in her or him more

Of a score that you can implore

Is not a chore of wanting more.

 

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 05/10/2024

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

Love With A Hug

 

My Mother is like no-other,

She does smother with love

In her large embracing hug

Of which I herby do relate

That I happily reciprocate

As I so love her undeniably

As she has acted maternally

Throughout thine mentality.

 

I try to see Mum every week

As both our lives are so bleak

As we both so live under care

That is just but seems unfair.

I love her with all my heart

And dread the day of depart.

 

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 05/10/2024

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

 

Guile For A Smile

 

Am I a Jeckel and Hyde,

As in I am well then ill,

Which can be a bitter-pill

So you don’t enjoy a ride,

But I’ll abide to be on side

With what you can so instil

So I won’t be a chilling chill

But a thrill that you can chide.

 

We so had something special –

Please don’t be in sad denial

And consider me like a trial

To a debate for a long while.

I could again make you smile

With witty wit and using guile.

 

Andrew Stevenson 05/10/2024

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

From Goodbye To Hi

 

Am I like a greedy pig in a sty

Not being an apple in your eye,

Or are you just shy to not so try

To rekindling a goodbye to a hi.

 

You are so my all and fondly I sing

Of your praises for ages and ages,

Don’t you know you’re everything

To me which is written on 300 pages.

 

You are my muse I hereby relate to state

And I hope you are reading my writing

Of what it is I am citing, a possible date

As I hate a wait which to me is suffering.

 

I am persevering with my subtle advance

That I hope will lead to a nightclub dance

With some smooching with sweet groping

That will be pleasant pleasing so appeasing.

 

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 05/10/2024

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

From Nature Our Saviour

 

I am going to see my Mother soon,

She lives in Chester in a care home,

And like a flower in colourful bloom

She has hardly aged, and doesn’t moan

But has grown in a like-minded spirit

Regardless of it being like incarceration

And she is no-longer fit but needs a stick

And besides visits it’s like a segregation.

 

I am in supported living which is a similarity

But I am able to come and go as I so please

So I am not locked up for acting so mentally

From hearing voices which still so do tease.

One of my alters claims to be mother nature

And states that I am a born again our Saviour.

 

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 05/10/2024

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

Blue Over You

 

Is this my lot or will luck be my fate,

You are not forgot but it’s a long wait,

You are a charm I’d so like on my arm

But at the moment I struggle with calm

As I am prone to suffer with self-harm

As I miss you so and want you to know

That my loving, loveable love does grow

And I am hoping you reap what I do sow.

 

I have wrote about three hundred poems about you

That express an unfathomable love and that I’m blue

As my love so true is lonely without us being together

And I know I was a storm to weather but I’m now better.

When we were a lover to each other I was oh so happier

But I did fret with being ill which to you was a bitter-pill.

 

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 05/10/2024

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

Sublime Shine

 

The shine of the hot sun

Is beaming in our garden,

I go out for some fresh air

And the shine is just there,

I feel happy in the sunshine

As it makes me feel so fine,

The warmth I think sublime

As it’s comforting in basking.

 

Sadly I am so a pitiful smoker

So I often go outside for one,

The lads sometimes play poker

While in the radiance of the sun.

We have a patio with a canopy

To keep us dry when it is rainy.

 

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 05/10/2024

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

An Array On Display

 

We went to a museum in Manchester

Whereupon I saw a dinosaur monster,

A T-Rex from the age of the Jurassic

Who’s size I thought to be so ‘classic’,

There were fossils evidencing evolution

From single cells to an age of population,

Stuffed animals, reptiles and mammals,

Were of a wide array on many a display.

 

I went there with the residents and staff

From our gaff, and overall it was a blast

Which did last an age gazing at the past.

 

We stopped at the café to have a cup of tea

Or coffee, and a sweet treat to happily eat

That did deplete quickly as we ate heartily.

 

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 05/10/2024

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

Happy Being Merrily Merry

 

I wandered across a meadow

And marvelled at the flowers,

They were putting on a show

Of which I so gazed for hours,

During my walk it went slow

Without it raining any showers,

The sun shining was so a glow

With its sustaining life powers.

 

It was so a picturesque scenery

Which to me was so heavenly,

I strolled next to the river Dee

Which was flowing flowingly.

The birds were flying happily

And I took it all in so merrily.

 

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 05/10/2024

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.