All Night Torches Poem by Mark Heathcote

Darling, I have had my quota of tsunami waves
But I guess I am here to stay,
Darling, you're the one that still pertains to be the one!
No matter how far I leave the comfort of this bay.

Darling, I don't care how low the mercury falls
There's a fire in the pit of my stomach
Darling, smoulders like the sun, okay it galls…
Dusks that can't find any more fervour dumbstruck.

Darling, with dreamy tentacles, all-night torches
When there were no more stars in the sky,
Darling, I have seen you netting starfish…
Guess we all had the same pot of gold to magnify.