May 1982 – third of five
Perhaps our love is mutually sustaining
or perhaps our love is overwhelming;
but, lady, it can be no other way;
yet, all I know is what I feel, so
maybe should we be more careful;
maybe there is more that we can share?
To spin the web of understanding
more dangerous now than before
forever when I’ll want no other
to hold and care for like I do;
so satisfied I am with you girl –
is worth the anguish that I feel
while suffer so that we both do
still keeps us in our dark lit cave;
emerge from the depths safe and secure,
sacred seagull – soar… soar… ever higher.
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