CONFESSIONS OF CHRYSTHETE
VI
how can I ever be alone
with the wind in my face,
the sea at my foot,
the crickets in the bush at night,
a snake or a dog to stroke
and my love by my side?
© GERALD ENGLAND
Composed: Maleme, 28th September, 2006
Unpublished
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wouldn't the snake eat the dog?
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