Saturday, 21 February 2015

Wake, Beloved One

Wake, Beloved One
(a poem about asexual romance)

Sweet Darling,
Wake up. Surely you are hungry,
You are thirsty.
Open those lovely eyes of yours.
Rise with me, come with me
To meet the Light,
So that She may kiss
Our upturned faces
And caress our cheeks
With Her breezy hands.

Come, precious one -
Come greet the Dawn with me.

[Image: My photograph of a sunrise in August 2014. 0713 2014.08.11. 07.00]

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