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A rope as fine as a silk but strong
as steel
Slipped its knot round my waist
Careful now, eyes closed
With night vision
Leap out
I can make it all the way across ...
Leap out ...
All the way across ...
Leap out
With this silk steel rope you gave me
I could tie me to a tree
Or I could jump the great gap
Explore the other possibilities
Love so sure, so loyal, unthreatening;
So free to explore
Mini skirts, brown legs
Kisses never to forget
Forbidden, wonderful, terrible serets to confess ...
We were fifteen, we whispered then,
We raged against our silk-steel bonds.
We held each other soft and sure
Against all acid tongues!
Leap out ...
All the way across
Leap out ...
All the way across ...
All those possibilities ..........
Andrea J Rushton
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Into a spiral we fall
Our minds break up splinter and together reform
We step upon the pathways of air
So weightless out bodies
Laughing, we climb
Though our feet never touch
A single tangible platform or stair
A golden aura surrounds her
Sorella
And we dance in and out of each others
dreams
Our fingertips touching
Mirrored our souls it seems
A transient song in harmonious tongue
Spirals from within
Our clear sweetened lungs
Andrea J Rushton
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Your voice was there it sounded like you
But your body just floated by
And your head was lost in a mirrored box
And the clock began to cry
Your confidence is wrapped up in
An overcoat that's wearing thin
You take it off, you put it on
Each time another button's gone
And glimmering through the elbow threads
The mirrored box that held your head
Now holds a hand that beckons you
And sure enough another clue
Becomes as clear as sand and dust
A door swings open
In you rush .........
Perspective shifts, blink your eyes
Solid is liquid
And it's all a state of mind
A howling moon and a streaking star
Hung together in the night
A car door slammed and the traffic jammed
And the butter spread the knife
Andrea J Rushton
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I dreamed of lightning
It was cutting through the building
And in this big yellow room
We were watching.
As it flickered and bristled
In a frenzy of electricity,
Was it hunting, hunting me?
It came in bursts and cut right through
And at each lapse, we, terrified,
Gasped and swooned;
Trying to guess where to be in the room
And we all moved as one body
We all moved as one body
Was it hunting?
Hunting me?
Andrea J Rushton
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Here I am, I'm just a Spark
Burning up my bit of energy
In the dark
I am one of a host
A mob, a hive, a mould - alive
To be the trillionth ghost
Am I awake?
Am I asleep?
I can't be sure,
I'm in too deep
I am two, one tame one wild
Though I would like to think it
I am not self-styled
I am three,
Whirling thoughts
One is past
Two is now
Three is my future course
Andrea J Rushton
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