Friday, 24 July 2009

FRIDAY 24th JULY 2009.

Oh love hold us like you
Told us that you would do forever,
When heaven existed
In the fixtures of our limbs;
When we, cap handed, were
Wrapping paper anxious around
Each other’s handsome prize;
Tremble felt along the lengths of
Arms and wintered fingers;
Trenchant legs ready for whatever
Was to happen next,
Folding only in response to the
One supporting us and
Falling so extraordinarily well.
Short order breath expressed and
Sucked up between tongue and teeth,
Before longer courses were drawn
From deeper storerooms and re-ordered
With supper’s shopping list and
Breakfast’s bedroom. Love make our shape more
Capable of honouring such hope.

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