Thursday, 27 August 2015

Collaboration

We had memorised,
'Love does not consist in gazing at each other
But
In looking outward together in the same direction.'

So we did.

And our glance came to rest upon a tree.
He was soothed by the leaves;
I was drawn by the roots.


First published in The Knicknackery, 6 Aug 2014.




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