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Sunday, 16 June 2013

Heathery Falls

Heathery Falls over rockpools
where I took you and chimes on drilled bells under which
we kissed

Crushed creases in sheets on which we laid
and tripped tears from the fears of our sex

Heathery falls over flashes of flesh
and tonic tones from the fizz of our touch

Gushing sparks from the wheels under which we turned
and over the huffed rush the speed of it all was the best

Heathery falls again over the strands, the plains and pains which I stroke
in your blonde and brown nest

Glass to glass shards split me down down down where under your
Heathery Falls I rest.


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