Wednesday, 28 August 2013


You are a precious stone to me
a bejewelled meteor that swiftly flew in
from Saturn, carrying
…spewing Lunar dust
Heady sunsoaked daylight that uncovered my thoughts
like dice, giant boulders gone
I lost face to an upturned dome that sparkled earth
As it revolved slowly like a turquoise record
Taping the ridges it heard and hears
It remembers.

My love shed its romantic shuttles
light years ago
Interlocking fingers turned into hands that swim like the silver fishes
in the course of the same tide
A swell…a shoal of optimism.
We sing, rejoicing water-filled songs that
dance like fountains from ancient dolphins’ mouths
Our teeth still beam and smile always for
more sea, more sun, more love, more sailing.

The wild private world is hidden safe, my love,
from the concrete and tarmac architecture of civilisation
It is watertight
a constant cocoon of wide waxed leaves
an oasis in a bone china cup of our delicate skeletons
Cushioned in animal-shaped clouds that dare the sun
to hide in its blue grease of youth.

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