Monday, July 29, 2019

A Magic Spell For You

Dog Star rises.
In my hot blood
a tender hand.

No place to hide.
The drowsing Downs
cast no shadow.

Orbiting lovers.
Opposite sides
of a merry-go-round.

We muse on this.
Write sad duets
we’ll never sing.

I call to you.
You do your best
to tune it out.

The heavens rotate.
Dog Star brings us
faraway so close.

I wait for you.
A queen whose finger
still stirs men.

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