I'll celebrate you, Heather,
In real time. From the sour
Of life, derailments, and abysses
Dizzy you brought me with your kiss's

And are you not superb?
Are you not Gemini -
The star-delivering darkness twinned
With summer's noontime glory pinned
To sky?

And are you not magnetic
North for your lover lost
In doldrums? Where neurosis fashions
A vorpal blade, you give your passion's

Across the global wasteland
Those whom fear has stalked
Sink to their knees. But we are sane
And fizzing, bottles of champagne


If you've any comments on this poem, K.M.Payne would be pleased to hear from you.

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