Twin carburettor
Dual streams of passion
Couplings of chains and silkworms
Ever to be the effervescent
No place for lent
However well meant
I am intent on duplication
The creation of parallel lives
With tales of past and future wives
Knives drawn and daggers sharpened
Harp on about Mneme, indefinitely
She holds her sway, still here today
These six years or more thereafter
As dust in the rafters, her craft
And guile, her half forgotten smile
Combine to taunt & haunt me
Close to the whispering harmonica
Inspired to have found
Such rich and common ground
Her sounds are your sounds
You rebound to her love and care
With care and love
Above all of that
These five years
Or more of a passion
Drawn to draw upon
