SATIRE

 

 
 Magz
I saw green eyes
you saw blue,
then we both
locked on behind.
I saw blossoms
on passion trees,
you, saw passion primed
then we both went for the ride.
I felt warmth
rhythm and motion,
you, felt near by my side,
front, back, head and toes,
then we played the extra miles.
I, see green eyes
through the blue
now
sharing passions smiles.



Daniel Howe
Copyright 1996 Point of View, NZ