Paul Larmour

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The wind was friendly, warm
Soft as a lover's lips
Light as a baby's touch
Invisible as loves beauty
...

There is a hill
I journey to every night
To sit and stare
And watch the fading light
...

Humankind puts value on purity
The purity of gold
Of diamonds, of water
Of precious stones
...

there was a girl
who was my love
who cried a tear
that turned to a dove
...

I smell your perfume on the wind
And cry a pool of tears
And sit beside it
And fish for our lost love
...

in the fields of grey
on a rainy day
where the birds mock the clouds
with voices loud
...

Tall ships that sail the sky
That creak and moan as they go by
Which drift and skirt and hide the moon
With whiten sail and sturdy boom
...

I stand here with a dying
flower in my hand
It's our love
It's petals lie at my feet
...

Up, up you pop over the hedge
Racing the car, dipping and swerving
With a furious beating of wings
You take the lead
...

I'm being fed gloom
with a spoon
by winter
I've lost my appettite
...

all through the smoky night
and cloudy realities of life

all through the inky loneliness
...

i remember that day she came to town
i fell in love, i fell down
my head was aching, my heart did pound
the earth rose up and turned around
...

take my hand
and in this full moon light
climb the hill in this lovers light
...

you stood there a black flame
every curve and sinew sighed passion
every movement that of a woman
a sensual creature
...

you wound with the eye
you wound with the tongue
a killing look can loose its sharpness with time
a lashing from the tongue may heal
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16.

i found a silent field one day
out on a stony hillside wild
there by a shinning stream i did lay
and contemplated on natures child
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17.

a ring
is a thing
of beauty
it has no end
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peace stood in the corner
face in his hands
his back to the bodies
of men, women and children
...

a long distance train
is running through my brain
its destination is despair
depressions at the wheel
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20.

is that tree
really me
standing there
without a care
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I Was Me

The wind was friendly, warm
Soft as a lover's lips
Light as a baby's touch
Invisible as loves beauty
I feel her and know shes here
She smells fresh and delicate
Feels of passions first touch
Light and seductive
Gliding down my skin
Making circling motions on the back of my neck
Gentle folding my hair back around her fingers
She brushed my cheek, tugged my sleeve
And ran chattering into the the trees
I heard her laughing among the dry leaves
I saw her chasing them
And how i wished i was a leaf
She flirted with the starlings
Lifting them up with her caressing air
Only to leave them there
And how i wished i was a starling
She tossed and teased and played catch
With the long grass
And how i wished i was a blade of grass
I'm full of love
The very wind, I've fallen in love with
The day darkends and i loose sight of her
But i feel her all around
And as i enter my house
I swore, she kissed me
And whispered goodnight
And then i was glad
I was me

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