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SONG: BRIGHT BEING.
Past the rich meadowland of the senses
Shade mingles and stirs in the clearings.
In that island where oranges blossom
I see you, child, again.
On the shore where surf scurries hissing
And the sand scrapes under your shoulder,
Where tides nuzzle sweetly toghether,
I hold you, child, again.
In the heat of wet tongues and embraces,
In the shuddering bed where Love
Can never rquite be requited,
I lie with you again.
That childhood has lasted forever
In a forest of tottering archways.
Sink down in the echoing moonlight.
and die with me again.
from the poems of peter davison