Woah! Stringy memories and dilated pupils … grasping at summit but the oil prevents a grip
a strip of the frame contains her hair … more than that … the seduction of her grace and
face lies entrenched in a nine orbit tear … shaped and prepared from the single pearl
swirls around the expanse of my heart
surely we all have someone like this to come home to?
Its just a way she says and turns and makes castles from the sweat of the air
daring the wild to be stilled and peace to grin
win-win she shouts across the city of our children’s lives
diving in the moistness of our safe space and dreamy embrace
surely we all find the way home?


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