Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 28,718 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Come With The Throes Of Your Love - Poem by Mark Heathcote

Come, my damselfly nymph with a coupling dance
Come to my bed of reeds I'll do the romance
Come on tiptoes: Heart pressed heart to heart
Come, my flightiest one in the morning depart.

Come in waves that crush all worrying cares
Come down and wing, down heavens backstairs
Come like a spider to' web my soul's flight
Come, my demon, with kisses hot sulphite.

Come, with the throes of your love to declare
Come shimmering tonight my love midair.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 29, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 2, 2016

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