| You are sunshine,
bathing a sandy beach with your laughter,
Kicking in the surf at the sea's edge, throwing sparkling droplets skywards,
Like tears reversed to joy.
Apologetically cracking tennis 'ace's', while your supposed teacher,
Does a McEnroe! (You can't be serious!)
Dancing thigh deep through swans at the lakes edge, like Leda reborn
To her god; or some swan princess of fairy tale, seeking her prince.
.
You are moonlight,
Washing the ancient stones of mystic Avebury,
Tiptoeing down the ghostly silence of West Kennet,
Communing in silence with spirits of time's youth.
And in the warmth of the hotel bar, communion with spirits of time's eld;
With sacred names; Glenlivet; Laphroig; Courvoisier!
Gazing across the table through the candle flames,
Drowning your lover in your eyes.
.
You are starlight,
Flung across the night sky above vampire haunted cliffs
Reflected back by the town below, quiet about the bay.
The ruby on your hand glinting like heart's blood.
'...how art thou fallen from heaven, Daystar, son of the morning'
Yet, falling, safely caught within your arms;
Goddess; 'Ave, stella maris'; Star of my heart's sea.
More to your love than he will ever let you know!
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