Incomparable Endless-Repays Poem by Mark Heathcote

What could be more mediocre or mundane?
What could be more common or ordinary place?
Then simply falling in love with your pretty face
heads turning like a rotating weathervane
the simple things in life - aren't them the best.

Soft eyeliner a high knee gingham dress
your complexion an ebony cloudless moon,
at first, a milky unexceptional gaze
drifts and is hypnotised in its costume
wanting more incomparable endless-repays.