Were I with you every day
I would rest in your arms
Stare up, a moonstruck hare
At a slow eclipse of hours
Were I with you every day
Soft luxury of tender touch
Prevaricate in velvet stillness
Under long clouds, long sighs
Were I with you every day
Wrapped in hibernating warmth
A nacreous glow illuminates
Outside’s lunar seas
But I am not and so
Busily I start to stitch
The quilt of my life fast to yours
Decorate this nest with coloured geegaws
Built, not just experienced
This place is ours, this place endures
Nov 10, 2024
Nov 10, 2024 at 7:50 PM UTC
Were I with you every day
I would rest in your arms
Stare up, a moonstruck hare
At a slow eclipse of hours
Were I with you every day
Soft luxury of tender touch
Prevaricate in velvet stillness
Under long clouds, long sighs
Were I with you every day
Wrapped in hibernating warmth
A nacreous glow illuminates
Outside’s lunar seas
But I am not and so
Busily I start to stitch
The quilt of my life fast to yours
Decorate this nest with coloured geegaws
Built, not just experienced
This place is ours, this place endures