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John Trainor

John Trainor

Love is . . . .

I feel you,
Know you are there,
Pressing close,
Behind me.
Yes.
I want you.
Please feel me,
Moving into your aura.
Be aware.
I want you to touch me.
There,
That’s it.
No words!
Feel my needs,
And love me!
Time to turn,
Strobe reflected,
Touching you.
Not rushed.
Taking time.
Until,
We meet,
And move,
Together.
Adagio pulsings,
Building,
Thrusting,
To crescendo.
And engulfing.
Break the silence.
Yes my love,
I am with you.
Melt,
To warmth,
And stillness,
Gentle caress,
And You.
Such is life.

(1986)

Other works by John Trainor...
Dangerous Games

When life was young we ran with th… Voice of the vortex shouting in ou… Our arms spread wide, coat edges e… Our hair ran in rivulets riding th… Joy, fear, fire in our veins as ob…
Living with an evil man

You know you do the things you do, And think I do not know. But what I see and feel inside, I will not ever show. So, carry on and cheat,
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Twighlight

Twilight the blue sky fades to gre… Golden yellow sun always there, Burning my back and bleaching my h… And bleaching my hair. The sea holds an answer I feel as…
The Hangover

I'd feel much better If I'd refused to drink TWO Large brandies too large!
Hunting for fire dragons in the park

Crisp cold crunch of boots through… Silent, skeletal trees, hiding lit… Yet, you must watch for movement i… For fire dragons can sleep in stea… Still.
 1
The Festival Poet

Today I invested some time. In, The space between the spaces. Pushing through gaps thinner than… A particle here,
Ode to an old man

Christs day is here, You’re sitting alone. No presents or cards, The loved ones all gone, It’s the most wonderful time of th…
 1
Fingers

If I had fingers, I would find things. I would fumble, feeling through drawers of cards and notes. Fond felicitations of folk, friends from days gone by; five new pence; four candles;...
Black Dogging

It’s the blackest of black dogs, That steals your will and runs wit… Like a stick in its mouth, Not towards but away. Away.
Faif wivout Fought

I like to pause and make a note in… I write them spare with meaning ye… A reconstitution of dehydrated mom… It’s good to share. Divine!
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HeartBroken

When you can’t do this, What do you do? You do that! My heart is broken. And I can’t do this.
A boy on a beach.

A boy on a beach, playing games? Playing dead. As the human race watches, At home, safe in its bed. And half the world mourns,
Nonsense

Poohbarb, Shoobarb, Whoobarb, Noobarb, All are words that rhyme with Rhu…
An easy ending?

In the mists of time, Before the dawn, Your name was written with mine. And so we met. And became,
 1
Memories of Mary

High platform shoes, Seventies mullets, Tight perm hairdos, Fadgies like bullets. Fadgies that harden,
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