Sheherazade was telling me her fairy tales
again
this time she skipped all the details
about a fellow
and was shadowing the background
not with a grey but glossy yellow
quill pen
moving in a pattern
in the reversed tune
of Ferry,
Cross the Mersey!
When it started to scratch
my loved one
opened a night latch
came out of the blue
pulling himself
out of the sand dune
singing a refrain
'Here Comes the Sun'
I was a Strawberry
and he was Champagne.¨
shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
We were whispering:
'Again...'
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| Gormley's Iron Man at Crosby beach |
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| Getting off the ferry |
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| Panoramatic Pool |
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| Mirroring Ships near Alberts Docks |
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| Highland Cattle |
