I am alone I’m all alone Yet again In this sparsely populated plain My dearheart having gone off the screen Giving me a really nasty turn To hit the sad way of the forlorn But your love I never did spurn Thinking of you in the dreamlands that burn. And just once Only once Hand me my overdue recompense Fill me with an ounce of tenderness Just strum these hyper strung weird chords So I could moan thanks in all fairness To the one beating the beast out of breasts A prelude to pulverising the pelvis But your love I never did spurn In Cupid’s fair, in fairylands that burn. I will wait At any rate For whatever it is you deem right To this one with a lot of blights Turned inside out and flaming now bright Crush to get crushed by taut thighs at night But your love I never did spurn Thinking of you in the scrublands that burn. I’m all alone…yet again In this sparsely populated plain My dearheart having gone off the screen Giving me a really nasty turn To hit the sad way of the forlorn But your love I never did spurn Thinking of you in the dreamlands that burn. 16 Feb 13 For Cyndi Macmillan's " My spice box:Sensual poetry" contest For Catie Lindsay's Freeverse contest on 6th mar 13