I come to share your wisdom Your knowledge and goodwill I come because I heard your call A folly bared – until I come to share in melody And harmony and song I come because I know you know That I know I belong I come to share affection In a river I’d disowned I … Continue reading Sipping nectar
Whenever I sit in the grandfather’s chair I dream what I wish for – that you would be there in a disorganised muddle – I fuddle about stumbling on affection – tripping on doubt yet in your eyes I see a girl – sweet and serene – as if you’re careening – I canoodle and … Continue reading The grandfather’s chair
The wind shakes – the ground breaks – your eyes wake and blink a joyful string your baggage light delight in spring and build create God’s guild love, laugh then chide – before I lose my alibi I reached the wall – a no-through road – yet in your arms I fell … Continue reading Ne’er to go
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