Come Back To Me Poem by Ashley Hawkes

Come Back To Me



Come back to me before the springtime babes,
When Owairaka has her skirt tucked high into her stockings,
So as to tip-toe softly across the platonic shelf

Come back to me on a Monday babes,
When the blue world has turned beneath you
keeping the blankets all to himself

Now I'm standing naked
(with sores all up my legs)
And I wait for you to pray,
I hold aloft this flaming torch
And scare the wolves away

Come back to me in the sacred nightime babes
And we'll slide on home past a thousand sleeping souls
on the cold and filthy street

Come back to me like that pigeon babes
That I set free so many years ago,
Whose wings that I hear beating whenever I hear your feet

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Ashley Hawkes

Ashley Hawkes

Hawera, Taranaki, New Zealand
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