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the king and queen
The king and queen are out today
Rip-roaring over edges
Making bulletpoints.
He takes her by the hand
“Fly with me – our eggs can last awhile
In your sweet absence!”
No dove's-tales for them.
Passion hard as arrows -
Flight an ecstasy, a ballet
As together they worship freedom.
Settling amongst a spangle of flowers
He feeds h...
Sunday 24th April 2011 1:00 pm
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