Bilbao

Twist of ham
Sliced in harmony
We ran
Through fish markets
& artists galleries

Can we go again
Though elsewhere
To run
With adventure
By our sides

Tides don’t turn
They ebb & flow
Love may move slower
Than the harmony
Of slicing ham

Cut It - Love of Perfumed Grains of Dust

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Yorkshire

The violinist heads out towards infinity

The artist etches The Outliers of the archipelago

The poet writes of the endless depths of his love

Tomorrow, light will rise from the darkness

More than that, every breath

Holds the wheeze of tobacco

In this way each day calmly begins

With a pot of sweetened tea & a bowl of porridge

Cut It - Love of Perfumed Grains of Dust

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Set Out

He aims to find a way
As dark as the night
As light as the day

He seeks the words
With which to say
Let the play begin
Release the sin

She introduced him
To beautiful things
Why wouldn't he

Believe the beauty
Was in her body
The enchantment
Within her mind

Be kind to yourself
The book of habits
States on its pages

Rages of time remind
His once sensitive side
Of oceans and flowers
Power unrequited love

He now contemplates
The healthiness, or the
Otherwise of obsession

Her intentions unknown
Shown then so fleetingly
Her greeting is sin free
Believing their self to be

Cut It - Love of Perfumed Grains of Dust

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Indebted, Undoubted

She must have misinterpreted Sigh

Perhaps she didn't know it was there

How else to say that Mallarmé

Had penned a sweet little poem

In my rare correspondence

It would seem that

I have created an ambiguity such

That she never read Mallarmé at all

Instead her words are a response

A reaction to my own few words

Which she quite correctly labels

A sweet little poem

Cut It - Love of Perfumed Grains of Dust

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Not so much a gamble more by way of chance

I am drawn to the risk

Led to her bed by brisk

Steps taken mistakenly

Veiled with uncertainty

Spawned by the miscellaneous

Frisked for signs of permanency

Crossing the lines

Drawing the blinds

Redefining the fines 

Drinking the wines

That fuel of the wilful crimes

The shear damned determinacy

Cut It - Love of Perfumed Grains of Dust

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