I miss her madly
With these words so sadly
falling on
to a pristine page
...
Cool grey secrets
hide in jagged corners
like slinky rays
from an eternal sun
...
Love is like a firefly
fluttering around your head
making visions before your eyes
ephemeral and temporary
...
My guilt is a laden load
which will always be shown
this tact they receive
to diplomacy I need
...
Wandering in the random address of memory.
A vision, waiting for creation,
pure contentment, wholeness, full.
Rich with embodiment, well being,
...
Excited like a boy at Christmas
Like Gene Kelly singing in the rain
Like a gibbous moon after midnight
...
I saw two Beswick's swans
Flying over my head
While these confused thoughts
Ran thier ubiquitious thread
...
I'm all mixed up
all just shook up
so crazy stoned I don't know
where I'm going
...
and then I beheld you
brazen
before this I never knew you
before this I could never know
...