Saturday, March 19, 2016

Treasure Mine

a pleasant laughter beneath the rose motif
a sharp white kiss with the drag of teeth
dusty fingers in a solemn half light
an undercover lover's shady movements and flight
call me your lover and never stop to think
and I'll come to you windblown in darkness with rich wine to drink
 I am a stranger and a prayer too
with twine and a cross I will pierce me to you
I constructed this love from creative dreamtime and jewels
leached this power from the hearts of seventeen fools
and now we belong to a tribe of just two
a wealth possessed beyond gems
memory cannot escape this delusion
so stay here in my darkness where together we can hide
Northanger and soft
        cocoon and treasure mine

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