I'd Love To

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Tidal cells of my heart, (im)part
Fine-tuned comb made of
Ceramic skin and bone ankle
Of lovers birthed in marbled seas.

The sing of the shore
Shales breath,
Froths a mountain mizzle
Astride the lips of desolate ports,
Where timbre’d sea shanties
Heave waves aboard to raise-the-dead.
In the galley are dead deer, my dear,
Shroud wrapped for tender flesh.

If you should ever walk the plank
I will be there to catch you.

A life wasted in Heimlich embrace:
Stumble in the stubble
Of one too many two-faces.
Smile please,
It becomes part of us
Missed if it ever left:
I am writing of sadness.

On banks of the River Reie
I sat down and wept.
A half-life disappeared in Bruges
Under a crumbling bridge of the old town.

The story was old, but it played on,
In the theatre of little resistance
Where the world’s shyest boy
Rehearsed dress for the hearse
When black clothes fell from the sky.

Dawn and dusk tucked under the arms
Of the Gods of dying birds -
Redemption is the flight &
Out of darkness always comes the light.

You and me together,
Forever.
Like diamonds,
Forever.
That is all…….