Born under punches

Said David Byrne

my faith in Islam

Has seen me through

I know not and wonder

At the caste of your eye

As you follow me everywhere

With a smile

My Dear love Kate

It touches your feet

As they wear my glass shoe

It fits the anywhere flow

Of your dress all sombre

And white

Your collar so Dear in black

So surfeit

Of my goal which

Is victory for the snake.


COPYRIGHT Bruce E Saunders 2020

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