I was travelling From London to Bath With my best friend Trudy I was reading The Unmade Bed As we passed through The Box Tunnel I kissed a girl and liked it

Map to the stars Now reported lost

Coffee before the heat My gift is on the table It tastes of your perfume

Caron rides a whyte horse Along country lanes On hot days She loves touching The branches of low trees

Caron and Stuart Live next to a white river Where they bathe daily They can be seen from the road

Exist only in dreams of fever The geography of intimate beds We have all shared these silks

I took photographs of cherry blossom On a cool evening in late April Just as the sun was setting

I disagree with your politics So I am going to kill you With Love

I am a Sailor from Gibraltar Who saw his reflection Whilst drinking water I am a Sailor from Gibraltar Who saw his reflection Whilst drinking water With his daughter I am a Sailor from Gibraltar Who saw his reflection Whilst drinking water With his daughter In Malta

Sammy and Grace Purchased a yacht When he was twenty three They were very passionate But then they broke up And he fell from Grace Into the cold unblue sea