Tuesday, February 12, 2013

I Think Of Her In Tiers

I think of her in tiers
clouds and sky and sun
and obscure thoughts
and tangled words
butterflies with wide daisy eyes
and secrets unheard
a nymph with quiet lips
a rainbow
from storm to light
like the colour of music
which echoes of church bells
that fly through the night
i think of her in tiers
with her eyes, cheeks and lips
and sunsets –
pressed against my heart.

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