Will Barber - Love Song

See, I am full of clouds today,
Mists and winds and prophecy,
Living at the periphery
Of the holy ocean.
No words can comfort me:
'Tis words have brought me
To this subjectivity
And ceaseless motion.
Come sit beside me, then,
Late in the afternoon;
One glance will win me from
This idle passion.

1980

Will Barber

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