I met my lover in London
Thigh deep in sage and scarlet roses
Shaken by the river’s thrush tavern
Twilight in the brushes that combed her hair
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I love many of your images, like 'river's thrush tavern' and 'brushes that combed her hair', 'songs our tongues spoke in rivers...' your lush language really evokes the lushness of love. I got a bit lost in the last stanza, esp the last line.
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I love many of your images, like 'river's thrush tavern' and 'brushes that combed her hair', 'songs our tongues spoke in rivers...' your lush language really evokes the lushness of love. I got a bit lost in the last stanza, esp the last line.