Unthrift Love Poem by Peter Russell
Unthrift Love
Rainy tears - so much love -
Your hair, a waterfall;
The sky, the ceiling and the stars above
Seem about to fall.
Dewy eyes - sap of the trunk;
Your arms - branches of air.
This storm of spirit makes me drunk
On merely touching - I don't care!
Branches dripping with the dew -
Stars that glisten on your skin -
Sap that flows and flows in you -
Night, o Night! - begin, begin!
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