For Mr. Knife Ears, a lovely soul with a tilt-tipped nose to match other features…
What is it between us this crack of electric
Force that whips us both into shape and place
Is it your hands do they need to be held?
Is it your hair does it need to be brushed?
I hear your voice whispered in my ears and sparks
Needing reaching waiting unheeding
The call of the wild side of yourself
So I am far away tonight and many nights
Hold your lord’s love close please be at home
And at peace and feel love and light
Nothing is ever lost or broken that cannot
Be remade harder better faster stronger
Love comes in her own ways and times
Tomorrow and the day after I’ll be just as
Enamoured of you as I ever was
Have a lovely last term my dear x
Marie Athena