I lie in the dark
Grass beneath and you above me,
Curved like the sky,
Insistent that you love me.
But the high stars
Admonish to refuse you
And I'm for the stars
Though in the stars I lose you.
More verses by Lesbia Harford
- My Lovely Pixie, My Good Companion,
- A Lady And I Were Walking
- Ay, Ay, Ay, The Lilies Of The Garden
- A Sophistical Argument
- Buddha In The Workroom