Friday, 16 April 2021

Kiss me Elena


Day 16



Kiss me Elena

Crazy container

Weird entertainer

Could not be plainer

I love. Sky hewn of

You, me and moon. Sketch a

Blue dapple tune like a 

Heartbeat cartoon thumping

Beat, beat, beat

Solo suite. Oh this

Night quiet street is my

Heart and you race

Languid bass in the

Bell of this space with the

Slow looping chase of

A lick. Tug a string, put my 

Heart in a sling, make me 

Beggar and king, be my 

All, everything, then

Upswing, with a drop

Catch me half on the hop

And just stop -






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