The sun kisses my eyes open:
Another day of wanting you.
I'd like to kiss your eyes again,
No comfort now in being alone.
Is she delighting you in bed
In her caravan on a cutaway road?
Does the sun give you the same kiss
To wake you, with her at your side?
I kiss you both, like the sun,
I kiss your hands and your feet,
Your ears and eyes,
Both your bodies, I bless them both.
Do you feel this when you make love?
Do you love her as I loved you?
Will you let her steal all you have
And suffer her to leave?
Meet me today! We'll find a wood
Of blackthorn in white bud:
And let me give you one more kiss
Full of sun, free of bitterness.
Richard Murphy
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