Three Day Stay

Inksy stayed over New Year,

We drank lots of Stella Beer,

We were merry with a drink –

Both of us not causing a stink,

We so have a good comradery

With believing in Christianity,

My mate always acts Godly

With God’s Son’s sensibility.

 

Three days he so stayed for,

Inksy has always been poor,

I kindly lent him some money

So he could buy nice whisky.

I’ve known him since school

And I think he is aptly cool.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 05/01/2019

 

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Leniently Sentence Me

You usually wasn’t down,

You used to wear a frown

Often and for a long while

As I acted like a fun Clown

With a big, grinning smile.

Are you now in sad denial,

I am in the dock on trial

And innocently I duly plea – 

 

I am honestly guilty

Of loving sweet thee,

Be lenient with me

In your summing up.

A lustrum I’ve waited,

A sentence I’ve hated.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 18/09/2017

 

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Worlds Apart With Caring

I liked Sophie from the start,

She had a nice, caring heart,

She believed in our Saviour

And was a taste to savour.

She was always charitable

And acted mostly sensible.

She remedied my loneliness

And took away a lot of stress.

 

But after a couple of nice years

She brought me to crying tears,

Sadly, being very argumentative

Opposed to being highly positive.

She wasn’t taking her medication

Seeing this as a type of subjection.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 17/09/2017

 

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I Did Not Truly Love She

You are keeping me so in suspense

By duly not making an appearance,

Are you not thinking wisely twice

About living your life as my Wife;

I am gentle and caring and also nice

And am honest with some integrity,

And I now have nice respectability;

Will you open your eyes to see me

 

And forget our goodbyes;

Our parting was amicable

As you were quite sensible

With my psychotic demise.

I didn’t really love Sophie,

As I wasn’t over sweet thee.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 16/09/2017

 

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Lips Dreamy To Kiss

Will you take a chance

On an intimate romance,

We’d one nicely before,

Both knowing the score

We were good as a pair

With both having a care;

Could you be aptly mine

Until the end of our time.

 

I liked your locks of hair

That bounced with flare,

You’d luscious pout lips

That were dreamy to kiss.

You will so find in kind

I think you are sublime.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 15/09/2017

 

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Passing Hours With Flowers

We liked walks within our nature

And enjoyed some of the wonder

That she has to so splendidly offer;

We strolled occasionally with ease

Often enjoying a nice cooling breeze

While it was hot during the Summer;

We would pluck the odd wild-flower

To put in a picturesque vase later.

 

I’d pick you a rose

And gladly propose

Down on one knee

For you to marry me.

Our time out together

Will last for my forever.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 13/09/2017

 

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Coy From Joy

Are you at home,

I’m feeling alone,

Your apt company

Was so heavenly.

I am so missing

Our nice hugging.

Your special kiss

Was joyous bliss.

 

I have apt sincerity

And seek nice thee

To duly pleasingly

Be with nice me.

Are you being coy

From my joyful joy.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 13/09/2017

 

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A Wait For A Date

Come on a nice date,

Don’t leave it too late

As I hate having to wait

For yourself – my fate.

I’ll buy you a cold drink

And have a groovy dance,

Give me a loving wink

And take a wise chance.

 

You were worthwhile;

Are you sadly in denial

As you so loved me so

Which did aptly grow.

Can’t you think twice

From acting like ice.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 13/09/2017

 

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I Do Not Tire From Desire

You were deserving

Of my nice loving,

You like sharing

And were caring:

I loved you so,

You did duly glow

With a brightness

Of some politeness.

 

We were so good

Living in the hood,

Nice honest souls

Seeking our goals

Of a loving desire

That will not tire.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 12/09/2017

 

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My Grandkids Have Fun

My Grandchildren are so loving,

They are always nicely hugging

Me and their Nan, Mum and Dad,

Which makes us so fondly glad.

They fool around and have fun,

Like squirting water out of a gun.

Sometimes they are like cold ice,

But mostly they are so quite nice.

 

They have been nurtured well

Which everyone can wisely tell,

They pleasingly and pleasantly

Act respectfully while with me.

They both have a lovely character,

One to nurture, favour and savour.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 11/09/2017

 

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Frown At The Clown

I used to wear a wide frown

When I was your nice Clown,

I could duly be really funny

When you were my Honey.

You found me very amusing

And were often laughing,

You were a sweet blessing

While happily not stressing.

 

We were a loving couple,

Both being so respectable,

We were both personable

Amiable and very likeable.

I am sorry for being insane

And for causing you pain.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 11/09/2017

 

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Blossom And Bloom In Tune

Could you take a chance

By sharing a new romance

With some loving for me

Treating you respectfully.

You blossom and bloom

When you’re aptly in tune

To my nice loving feelings

With self-neglect healings.

 

I am so impatiently waiting

Which is madly frustrating

As I am feeling sadly blue

As I’m still loving nice you.

Sorry we are not so together

Sharing our eternal forever.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 10/09/2017

 

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Braving Stormy Weather

We were hardly argumentative

As we were both submissive,

We got on very well together

So braving my mental weather

That made rain from your eyes –

A storm of considerable size.

I am sorry for your suffering

While pursuing our loving.

 

You believed in my/our Saviour,

Not transgressing in behaviour,

You emulated Him without sin

And were loveably loving to Kin.

I duly liked everything about you –

I would again like you to so woo.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 10/09/2017

 

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A Search In Church

I used to read the Sunday Holy Scripture

Dramatically with eloquence and fervour,

I liked reading the words of our Saviour

And emulated His respectable behaviour;

I was reaching while humbly preaching

For a pairing with a soft, gentle caring,

As to be Christianly is being heavenly

And I was searching for a loveable she.

 

I found what I was so looking for

Outside of my open Church door,

As while I was sadly locked away

A Christian girl came out to play.

She had been suffering mentally

And had suffered some instability.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 10/09/2017

 

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Happy With Me

Just took my dog for a walk,

It is a shame she cannot talk,

We could discuss her needs

Of relieving herself on weeds.

She could tell me she loves me,

As she is joyfully and playfully

Happy sharing our company

With nurtured respectability.

 

She is great with other people

Being pleasant and also amiable,

But other dogs she wants to fight

And is not scared at size or might.

She is prone to be loving at home

Where our love has deeply grown.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 10/09/2017

 

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Uncool Being The Fool

We enjoyed walking

While duly conversing,

You were very pleasing

And also so very healing,

As you were my saviour

Respecting my behaviour:

You were a sight to savour

Trekking through nature.

 

Eventually I went madly mad

And didn’t respect what I had,

I so put you in a sad position

That you hated with derision.

I now think that you aptly rule

And am sorry for acting a fool.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 09/09/2017

 

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My Cup Of Tea Being A We

You were so my cup of tea

Sharing peaceful harmony,

You were so a sight to see –

A source of my apt serenity.

You were kind, very sweet,

A nice. happy precious treat,

I enjoyed your loving loving

As you were very pleasing.

 

We were meant to duly be

Experiencing tranquillity

In being humbly respectful

And delightfully delightful.

I am sorry I became unwell

Suffering a mad cursed spell.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 09/09/2017

 

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Wrapped In A Bubble

You had much graceful grace,

Could I again see your face,

I liked your charming smile –

Nicely well worth my while. 

I am drawn to your beauty;

You were to me heavenly:

Come back to me and see

What it is you mean to me.

 

You left after a bad spell

Of suffering mental hell

As I got insanely unwell

Which you could aptly tell.

I’m sorry for my mad trouble

Of being wrapped in a bubble.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 09/09/2017

 

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I Would Make You Smile

You’d elegance

And eloquence,

I am in suspense

Of an appearance.

 

I am aptly so waiting –

Which is frustrating,

As I have lots of loving

For yourself receiving.

 

Have you love in-kind;

Come and you will find

That I am gentlemanly

In searching for thee.

 

I’d like to see you smile

By walking up the aisle,

It is wisely not too soon

To be your loving Groom.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 09/09/2017

 

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Will You Pursue

My intentions are clear,

My loving love is sincere

And I will always adhere

To you so being my dear.

 

I loved with a passion,

Hugging and kissing

For a long duration –

A loving sensation.

 

I fondly think of you

With feelings still true,

Will you pursue me

With loving sensitivity.

 

I will hold you aloft

Being nice and soft;

I love you in rhyme

At this particular time.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 08/09/2017

 

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In Tune With Each Other

You were my Sugar,

A wonderful hugger

And a great kisser,

You were so loving

And also glowing,

Brightening my day

In a positive way –

Come back I say.

 

I was playing in tune

To becoming a Groom;

We broke up to soon

And I’ve a deep regret.

Sorry I was a sad threat

To myself with ill-health.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 07/09/2017

 

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Sane With You To Gain

I used to be so mad

Which made me sad,

I was duly a lost soul

Sadly without a goal.

But now I have you

To happily pursue;

I am out reaching;

You are teaching.

 

I feel so sanely sane

With you to so gain,

Take away my pain

Making me so tame.

We were so heavenly

Experiencing serenity.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 06/09/2017

 

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In A Good Place

I am aptly in a very good place,

I so miss your nice, pretty face,

You were gracefully appealing

And aptly pleasantly pleasing.

 

You had a good character

Believing in our Saviour,

You were lovingly sober

In respective behaviour.

 

You were always presentable,

Not making me apprehensible,

As you were sanely sensible,

Personable and very amiable.

 

We sadly split up at a very bad time,

But now I express myself in rhyme,

I was not enjoying my poor, sad life

As psychotically I had so much strife.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 05/09/2017

 

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Stressing With Bipolar

You looked so fine,

You were sublime,

Could you be mine

Until the end of time.

 

I would look after you

And would say ‘I do’,

I have a love sincere

For you to be my Dear.

 

You were attractive

In every possible way,

You were supportive

Throughout my day.

 

I liked your beauty,

You were heavenly,

Come to be and see

Our peaceful harmony.

 

We were good together

Despite the bad weather

Of my flooding tears

Because of my fears.

 

I used to stress to much

Because of my condition,

I loved your sweet touch –

Holding hands a duration.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 05/09/2017

 

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A Good Izzat

I wisely so want you back,

You so had a likable izzat,

Characteristics to so savour

With respectable behaviour.

You were nicely personable

And pleasingly very likeable.

You enjoyed the loving ride

But now you cowardly hide.

 

I’m very chivalrous

And use apt etiquette,

I’m sensually sensuous

And not a mad threat.

I treated I with harm

But now I am calm.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 04/09/2017

 

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