by OceanzestHamilton, Waikato, New Zealand
Jan 2023 222 Views 0 comments
Still we reign
Sipping from your eternal spring
an amber night filled with heather
moving amongst your curls
Oh would you not curse me
if I told you all, now,
in this moment, close
where spirit meets the flesh
through long joyful hours
imbibing from the urn
cast naked before me
for we have come from afar
awash with youth
and though the heavens
may pass ceaselessly
still we reign
an amber night filled with heather
moving amongst your curls
Oh would you not curse me
if I told you all, now,
in this moment, close
where spirit meets the flesh
through long joyful hours
imbibing from the urn
cast naked before me
for we have come from afar
awash with youth
and though the heavens
may pass ceaselessly
still we reign
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jan 2023
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