A red dot
The colour spreading
From your heart
Floods my room
Leaving me
Consumed
There is a light
In the distance
A ferry pulls away
From the quay
As the land becomes
Slowly distant
In my hand
There is a postcard
To a memory
As yet unmade
[2013]
A red dot
The colour spreading
From your heart
Floods my room
Leaving me
Consumed
There is a light
In the distance
A ferry pulls away
From the quay
As the land becomes
Slowly distant
In my hand
There is a postcard
To a memory
As yet unmade
[2013]