Recept pro sladké sny

Forcing your way through taffy gets enervating at some point You must know it's quite daffy still you believe there's a point You continue wasting energy precious time and opportunity Just spit out the hard candy and find a new sweet to fancy

Tick-tock

I wonder how you'd feel if I found someone else Perhaps it would just be a passing sense of loss Like spilling cold coffee or missing a tram that goes every 4 minutes.

to move on.

When     walking with you     happens only     when there's a vacancy When     seeing you     is practically     serendipity When     a future with you     is as likely     as winning the lottery It's time

cul de sac

If you must lie again     about meeting your friend for the minutes you spent     were unknowingly lent whatever you have now     simply must end.

2 cents'

Drop the pretense. Stop the nonsense. Get off the fence. Don't be so dense.

K-9

Like the proverbial dog eating scraps
that drop from his master's table
he patiently awaits crumbs
of her time and attention.

Never sour or resentful
ever loving and faithful
he thrives on moments she spares,
their handshakes and her smiling stare.

Pale ale

You're down with post-holiday blues That you numb with seasonal brews Whose bitter yet cool aftertaste Helps you through this trying phase.