The secret sea has crept inside her head forever
Silk and fine cotton when we drank tea out of
tiny china cups
We were warm and dry with wind and sun shining their light
We were warm and dry with wind and sun shining their light
The day had become a leafless, cloudy secret, hard to
understand
She had so little grammar of journeys
She wrapped her secret sea in naming the planets and their distance from the sun
Her exercises yielded love, laughter and tender tears, twice a fortnight
She had so little grammar of journeys
She wrapped her secret sea in naming the planets and their distance from the sun
Her exercises yielded love, laughter and tender tears, twice a fortnight
