Monday, 17 February 2014

My Pretty One

My Pretty One
 

The girl she is still hides away
On black of black
In color’s fray
She sings the dawn
Brings close the day
But sinks to back
Where eyes don’t stay

Call me here
My pretty one
Let us dance
Beneath the sun
And on the moon
In dust we run.

Believe the truth
That you are fair
So heart to heart
As one, a snare
I shall have you
My heart does dare
Call me here, my pretty one.

J. (Farrell) Haveman
1999
 

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