19 MAY 1990, Page 33

Separation

There's no satisfaction either side of the grave.

Succubi, fairies, houris, ghoulish sex can't give me what I nightly crave: make me whole again; assuage my soulish aches.

The perfect Lover? God, you say? God no, don't make me laugh!

That's the Sod who cleared off years ago and took my better half.

Don Rodgers