Frome
It's all gone now
I wore that green dragon
over my heart for worn years
wore it until it grew
threadbare pumping still
but slower distance lost
first by me driven away
then to other places peoples
lost forever now but then
Then we visited Bishop's Frome
together wandered quiet
companion'd communion
riverside running dancing
clothes … optional scattered
we joined merged
joyous wet sunsoaked grass
waterside waters rising inside
flowing between within bodies
hearts present not yet divided
Lying skyclad replete
until voices upstream wandered
closer childer mother
we thought it time
gather cover close openness
wander respectable dishevelled
no longer déshabillé
but laughing inside
as we passed on by
29th May 2019 – #5DaysofEros 2 day one, the erotics of nature
