Melbourne Poem by Ruby Honeytip

I circle inside you,
Through your cold centre,
Warmed by what others,
Have left in you.
How conservatively wild you are.
How stark and polite.
You caress secrets so tenderly,
Saved for the seeking masses.
I watch as a kaleidescope of colours,
Dance to my feet here,
And whisper from higher spaces.
You have opened yourself to me,
And I delight in you.
Full of smells,
I do not understand.
Blinded by the art of you,
I have fallen in love,
With one of your own,
And will leave her here,
To swim in your kind depths.


© 2013