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.