Do You Remember

Do you remember

Long nights & short days

When memories evaporated

In a glorious haze

Heads stuffed with dreams

Bodies infused with energy

Living without fear

Feeling so free

Listening to music

Following fashion

Every endeavour

Undertaken with passion

No time to sleep

Or labour under worries

Dancing and romancing

Post midnight curries

Meeting your mates

For a couple of jars

Falling for strangers

In smoky bars

Combining loud shirts

With flared pants

Jumping up and down

To Adam & the Ants

Slow last dances

With French kissing

The youth of today

Don’t know what they’re missing

Hedonistic times

That couldn’t last

Cherished remnants

Of a glorious past

There was no why

Only how

It felt like forever

But look at us now

The last survivors

Of the nightclub generation

Now glued to phones

Eying some youtube sensation

Now we’re older

Tired and lazy

Remembering fondly

Days of beautiful crazy

Greatly missed

Sadly gone

But we lived & loved

Every last one

A Bed & Sofa

With a bed and sofa

We’ll be ok

A sanctuary

Where we can stay

Cosy lie ins

And long hot showers

In a modest dwelling

We proudly call ours

I don’t lust after luxury

Or need state of the art

Just a home

That houses your heart

A blank canvas

To decorate together

Humble beginnings

For our forever

The moment we

Get the keys

We’ll start filling the rooms

With memories

Party With Prince

In the heart of Minneapolis

When it gets dark

Purple rain falls

On Paisley Park

A bigger musical icon

Hasn’t graced our presence since

I wish I’d got the chance

To party with Prince

No fewer than 27 instruments

This legend could play

Creating musical gems

Such as raspberry beret

His spellbinding guitar skills

Were true to form

When he lit up the Superbowl

During a thunderstorm

He taught the world to go crazy

And party like its 1999

Briefly changing his name

In protest to a sign

Among his writing credits

Nothing compares to U

He never got complacent

Always striving for something new

He remained humble

Until his dying day

Destine to burn out

Rather than fade away

The planet he decorated

Seems a little darker since

In a world awash with royalty

There will only ever be one Prince