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Dec 2015
I gravitate around you
Like a cold moon to a blazing Sun
You are my tether
And still I cannot be too close
For you dazzle the many
And we, as puppets, burn

Eyes like lush forests
Green as the tinge of spring
And distant like tall branches
In the sun they are clear oceans
stretching beyond my vision
I have drowned in those eyes many times

Strong arms. I could snap
Not that you would, kind boy
But I know you are strong enough
To break my heart. You did it once
Using other puppets and faraway moons
Did you not know I shone for you?

Changeling, you call yourself
Hurt has matured you, grown you
But I still see early spring in those eyes
I still see that brilliant sunshine glow
You could have the universe in your palm
With but a smile and wink, they love you.

To love the sun and burn silently?
Lingering close and smelting my skin?
Or simply circling and knowing
As you dance lightly with other moons
That once, in another lifetime, another world
you, burned for *me
Georgia Marginson-Swart
Written by
Georgia Marginson-Swart  22/F/London
(22/F/London)   
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