Friday, 15 February 2013

Day Fourteen - #WoPoWriMo - Untitled

...because there are no words really...

than water spirits
you and I are no better
we are but one fool
a lone moon in a sky sugared with
far too many sweet stars
but this is the summer of our love, my king,
and they will not take it,
for if mad-men laugh at us
yet will we go dancing in the spring grass
and along the beautiful byways of lust
to the daylight of heaven
and the diamond paradise
of the night that calls us.

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