Depeche Mode, in Prague, 2001.
This is for someone very special, and very deep in my heart...she knows who she is.

Depeche Mode: When the Body Speaks
To the souls desires
The body listens
What the flesh requires
Keeps the heart imprisoned

What the spirit seeks
The mind will follow
When the body speaks
All else is hollow

Im just an angel
Driving blindly
Through this world

Im just a slave here
At the mercy
Of a girl

Oh I need your tenderness
Oh I need your touch
Oh I dream of one caress
Oh I pray too much

To the souls desires
The body listens
What the flesh requires
Keeps the heart imprisoned

What the spirit seeks
The mind will follow
When the body speaks
All else is hollow

You keep me waiting
For the promise
That is mine

Please stop debating
Please stop wasting
Your time

Oh I need your tenderness
Oh I need your touch
Oh I dream of one caress
Oh I pray too much

Oh nooooooooo.....the recent storms over the eastern counties have caused havoc indeed...flooding, tidal surges and now I notice my bookroom/garage roof was damaged from gale force winds...the torrential rain got through the gaping hole and saturated my precious books...ohhhhhhh noooooo....

I'm struggling to move them to safety, but my spine hurts, this is bad timing.

May you always have walls for the winds, a roof for the rain, tea beside the fire, laughter to cheer you, those you love near you and all your heart might desire.

Irish Blessing

Oh, that was sooooooo real...

You know the words so well
they may be clasped
but slip away in the night
returning to haunt anytime
in silence they scream
twist and turn in sleeplessness
grasping,
a heart starving
pumping choked utterings
within the cup of dreams
shown in light of day
the one that got away
good morning forgot to say
eat all you speak without delay
in moderation turn the key
to each and every word
only the best may be heard
upon a softly spoken cyclorama
I sound your cedilla.

written by wensum24.