Love Poem
from above we are like a pendant embracing and locked, love
when my fingers find you glistening like starlight, when my fingers slip from your dry hair
when my fingers run upon your thighskin,
your heartbeat; beneath my knees the blue sleep-bag laughs like maui.
Brian King
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Tu Tangata, Issue 11, 1 April 1983, Page 35
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49Love Poem Tu Tangata, Issue 11, 1 April 1983, Page 35
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