I Am Forever Spun Dizzyingly Around… Poem by Mark Heathcote

The day opens its wings, a bird for you
Diamonded in wet; morning dew
The night sparkles like a dark rum for you
Sequined; in cloudless, silver stars for you
Oh, how the world belongs to you:
And how, I'm also—beholden to you.

Your force of nature awakens dreams in me
You're like a magical rainbow a fountain
Forced up from the frozen ground in me
Your name is a heavenly noun I call my mine own
I am forever spun dizzyingly around…
You're a force of nature in a see -through-gown.

But I'm even more naked -than even this
Filled with; an eternal lingering, bliss
The day opens its wings, a bird for me
As I awaken in your arms; there's no remiss…
Because as I awaken; I remember this.
The moment of our; very own first kiss.