Dirty Unicorn Poem by Mark Heathcote

Dirty Unicorn

Rating: 5.0


Love comes no more with elderflowers
leastwise my heart is in satin flames
not whilst my kisses are-
all dried out and blistered
-burst balloons.
Love knit me a new heart in my basket:
'Dirty unicorn', you are my ballast
I need you to burn and circle the moon
I need you now to gallop, unload
now my flower grows unfolds.

Thursday, January 7, 2016
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Kumarmani Mahakul 07 January 2016

Love comes no more with elder flowers...very amazing sharing done really.10

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Kumarmani Mahakul 07 January 2016

Very wise and amazing expression shared really.10

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