Love Songs (To Fear)

Come get in the ring.

I’ve made you tea and brought your favourite chair. Talk to me. Tell me all about it.

Under the moon, we will dance to the rhythm of the distant flowers of the sea.

Your mouth a wondrous cave I wander through, humming.

Life swims in your pockets,

And in the middle of your voice is a grand spoon of ice cream, big as a room.

One lick sends the stars spinning.

I want it again.

The taste of you.


About The Mollusc Dimension

Multidisciplinary Experimental Artist, Songwriter, Composer, Performer, Visual Artist, Animator, Writer of Lyrics, Poems and Short Stories, Teacher. This is a place for writing and research with links to other projects.
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