Thinking about it in the pub I realised that 'Feasting' was too
egotistical to go down well with my audience, so I replace it
by the not-so-good 'Love'.
Love
`You had all of me --- in your own way.'
There is only one way.
Through the eyes,
The interlocking eyes.
To swim in another person's head,
To have them occupy you.
That is the only way.
It is in the eyes.
Some things last forever.
I fed you love till it flowed out of your eyes.
Then we exchanged souls.
Now I can never be alone.
Always with you.
You have all of me.
It was the end of a search.
Now we have the after-time.
Wisdom was the prize.
We share that.
A short walk on a Spring afternoon
Taught me I had a home.
Douglas Clark, Bath, England mailto: [log in to unmask]
Lynx: Poetry from Bath .......... http://www.bath.ac.uk/~exxdgdc/lynx.html
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