Love in the New Sun
Unfinished-
Love Hurts
No surprise
Impossible regret
A healing touch
Mortal fear
The ancient gift of tears.
Strange town
No long dour faces around
Wild and free
A solemn breath
A new key
Adventure
In the new city
and still ancient.
Fearless strange
A warm face
A gentle welcome
Come on honey
Run
Run
Run
the world is undone
and turned in on itself
now come on honey
Run
Run
With me in the brilliant shadows
of the New Sun.
© 2013 Michael Achilles