is holding a translucent light
looking into your eyes, i see texas skies
i hear the song only angels know
in your drawl, it sounds just right
better than a mockingbird, my golden-haired girl
you hold a stethescope, like a violin
i hold you like my own heart, just right
until you become a dream, my golden haired girl
to know you is to know a blessing
you are a beacon and a delight
my golden-haired girl
we become reborn in safffron skies
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Erren is based in Burlington. His work
has appeared widely, including Hiram Poetry
Review, Mudfish, Poetry Magazine (online), Ceremony,
Cactus Heart, Similar Peaks, Gloom Cupboard,
Poetry Salzburg and other publications.
