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Monday, 4 March 2013

Clocks Move On

I want for no more than this breeze
Breath of life from outside of my dwelling
Draught of revitalisation
Here, from someone other's garden

To sit, say no more than that
Without thoughts of need, or purpose
Simply to be, sat here
Precisely in the present

I have no desire for challenge
The truth of it is that such noise disrupts me
Better to have your quiet body stood beside me
Here, & in the near and far distance

To take no more than unique love
Love forever feeds my introspection
Love that smiles innocently
Here, upon our happy state


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