THE PRISM

 Through the windows the sun’s light

Turns to amber, the moon’s to jade;

All night long I lie awake, wondering

How much your stunned heart can take.


That moment’s ‘sudden interminable splendour’,

Our love kept up through the years of stress,

Strange dark-haired creature, the light over the water

Burns and beckons through our emptiness.

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