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I can grow long arms slowly
I can grow long arms slowly
At 4.00am when the mist gets up from the water
After someone awakes cold or from a sad dream
I realise there is no hurry I can grow long arms slowly
To Reach back and touch the child, a young woman in my underworld
And gather cowslips from the steep bank of a dark brown river
In my long arms I will gather silence
Magical whispers, secrets folded, unfolding
The kissed and the unkissed
Returning, I watch paint dry and find angels nesting in my hair
Their wings are invisible
They have sapphire eyes
Laughing lips and tiny
Teeth of Pearl
12.12.05
At 4.00am when the mist gets up from the water
After someone awakes cold or from a sad dream
I realise there is no hurry I can grow long arms slowly
To Reach back and touch the child, a young woman in my underworld
And gather cowslips from the steep bank of a dark brown river
In my long arms I will gather silence
Magical whispers, secrets folded, unfolding
The kissed and the unkissed
Returning, I watch paint dry and find angels nesting in my hair
Their wings are invisible
They have sapphire eyes
Laughing lips and tiny
Teeth of Pearl
12.12.05
Published 6th Feb 2012
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