Monday, 3 June 2013

Deepest Shade of Green (500th poem!)

the days are long and clean
                    and hot.
they skip a bright blue plane.
the evenings unfurl for hours
with tongue of lavender flame.

     and after this is said
                                                    and done
 would I repeat it again?
to simply have been here with you
is the volta, the refrain.

but that is not enough for me,
and, baby, it never will be;
for how can I possibly go on
                                                   without you
                                            here with me?

I want to fold you up in me
                             and give you time to sleep.
I want to be your sun, your moon,

                    your deepest shade of green.

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