Treasure Island

Pia Andersson


New Morning


Let your eyes
confirm me.

Let my breasts rest
in the palm of your hands,
safe,
in their nest.

Cover my body,
with sunflower seeds.

Leave the blue.

Walk through the yellow field
with me
without looking back.

Let there be gold.
Let there be truth.
Let there be light.

Let there be
a new morning.

Submitted: Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013

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