Pdlyons's ExplorationsKISSES
saddles loosened
reins looped round a tree
ponies nickering at rest
just enough blue breeze whispers
answering tall almost gone to seed grass
some where in that summer
that girl still waits on me
From Caribu & Sister Stones: Selected Poems, Belfast Lapwing 2009
ISBN 978-1-905425-90-7
“…I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.” Ulysses J. Joyce
yes
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