This life so short I've shared with you
Walked with you... Loved with you
Now in our twilight years so few
Our love remains brand new
And under skies forever blue
My heart still beats a rhythm true
It sings as though it always knew
My life I'd spend with you
Ian Duquemin
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- Inscrutable Death - Andrew Barham
- Falling Through the Cracks - Diane Scantlebury
- Dietc. - Lyndon Queripel
- Painted Smile - Ian Duquemin
- This is not a moralistic poem - Marianna Pliakou
- Awaiting Dawn - Trudie Shannon
- The Storm Bear - Ted McMahon
- Passion Killers - Denise Bishop
- Fallen Leaves - Diane Scantlebury
- New Clear Ink - Lyndon Queripel
- With You - Ian Duquemin
- Pets - Dee Jinkse
- Steroids - Elizabeth Fisher
- Tribute to an Artist - Trudie Shannon
- Sardines in Portugal - Andrew Barham
- Slaves - Trish Cann
- Political Asylum [Class Of ' 86] - Lyndon Queripel
- Final Destination - Diane Scantlebury
- Brothers (Grime) - Ian Duquemin
- Of Happiness - John Buchanan
- Lament - Richard Fleming
- Or Sow It Seams - Lyndon Queripel
- Portrait Painting - Trudie Shannon
- Aftermath - Pierre Savage
- Bean Jar Attack - Diane Scantlebury
- The Lament of a Witches Voice - Ian Duquemin
- Waiting for Morpheus - John Buchanan
- After Christmas Day - Lyndon Queripel
- The Diners – Richard Fleming
- What's 'is name - Lyndon Queripel
- Beauty in Paradise - Diane Scantlebury
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