SUNRISE
Her ear against my cheek
on a grass-blade of the water
looking in amazement how
a fan of pastel shades
colours from watery green
to deep-pink – sunrise
like a copper sphere spatters
the new day open dowses
nature with dazzling light
a crow astonishingly close
shatters the silence with laughter.
Cautiously I unbutton the
flowers of her cotton cardigan
that she has grown out of.
The scent of fresh cow dung
tingles our senses.
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