21 May 2012

In the summer We will surround ourselves with those we hold most dear. Everybody will smile As the sun colours the noses and shoulders of the young.

The evenings, Long now, Will be golden with hope and opportunity, A thousand things we could do before dark.

Invariably however, Election will fall on simply loving each other, Almost too happy to move. There will be food, Perhaps music, And even in the silence, We will be together in childish, Blushing joy.

LegsA Thousand Things To Do Before Dark • Opuss № I