Tuesday, 23 August 2016
Hera
If its children and dogs
just be what you are
in a warm hazy fog
that's what you want
from the river Alt
sea roses in your font
but help me realise
what's going on
in someone else's dreams
close to here
pictures bear a lonely scar
for all my needs
dancing on egg shells
fires everywhere marked
by your iron bell
plant a seed
bring me what i want
time at least
beneath a fading star
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