Divergent rivers

Beneath a moonlit silver lamp
Divergent rivers meander camp

In love alone do they worship
At the tidal wave in courtship

Like the water-flower in its stem
Joyous roused in lustful men

Milky-flesh is unwittingly divine
If still pure in petal sublime

A "floral sky" in heaven a waits
The dingle wooded at the gates

Where two young lovers ran-amok
With passions wanton: awestruck.




Poetry by M Heathcote
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Written on 2010-01-06 at 01:32

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