Thursday 14 November 2019

Girl in the green dress by Adam Parry

Met her on a blue day.
A dream sped sky, everyone selling glee around here, charming a
a change in me, meeting her on a blue, blue day.
Not a journey on the bus to another horizon,
where old lovers wait.

Trees and weeds and grass we crushed beneath New Physics in praise of the sea's light,
holding me straight like a hologram, making new magic.

Blue sunlight dreams about us in the still air
I, the dragon, rushes to meet you, in your new, green dress. A surprise.
I scissor you between my sleep
each expectation left unmet.
You have orange roses in your eyes
thawing as old old hearts thaw,
when I saw you in the green dress, you,
had made yourself.

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