rapture

rapture
for Keikei

A moon rose of Panmure, plucked by Little Cat through the lens.

this early
morning
my girl said
she loves me
‘large as the galaxy’
that milky way
her way of winding
round me loving me
through star looks
i told her i’m a
hot spring for
her to soak
in me to
let the old scars
the old wounds go
to feel me as
warm as i
can get

some say the
pair of us are
good for nothing
except gazing
at the full moon
in rapture just
holding hands

they’re right
no doubt
about us
true to
a fault to
the foolishness
of ourselves

21 july 2016

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The music is from a recording by Chet Baker (as far as I know) which I can no longer source.