... & your many rainbows in newly discovered colours.

 

Your laughter will be one thousand flocks ...

 

... of emerald and amethyst humming birds ...

 

Rocketing through a forest of crystal & gold

 

Your smiles will be the flash of diamonds ...

 

... on the singing stream at noon

 

... & hot amber on the sea at dawn.

 

Your sigh, a brazen Mediterranean wind ...

 

... whose molten echo forbids all sleep & ...

 

... tangles my sheets around ...

 

... my runaway dreams

 

early arrivals waiting for the zum concert in st martin's in the fields

 

jacopus secundus camping it up in trafalgar square

 

unwanted stone outside thornhill galleries, osiers road, wandsworth

mustn't grumble !

 

brighton breezy ... yesterday morning

 

how much is that doggy in the window ?

 

fresh

 

battersea park road ... the nexus of anglo-italian sophistication

 

insomnia

the loved one ... "i can't sleep !"

self ... "is that because you're racking your brains for new ways to make me happy ?"