Sunday 7 April 2019


The hard of my rage
Soft of my sweet
Love, or priapism?
A thousand kisses greet
Your road ahead
Auspicious glimmering
This perpetual midnight
To be your guide like this
Smiling friend
Lover at a distance
On ragged wing
Taken to the healing place
Of your voice
The blue of your open
Took the All
Of my Sea
Hard, my sweet
Soft, my rage
Never held
This true embrace

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