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The betrayal

And always funny, always kind,
through Summer-filling wandered ways,
the sunlight filtering the lanes
Stock-scented bordered happy days.
Disturbing pools of memory,
the dappled shade of heart-shaped leaves.

He told me of a Rainbow's end
and whispered of enchanted streams
and secrets only two could share
of mountains where a Giant leans,
and always funny, always kind,
and why the clouds are silver-lined.

The tumbled rocks into the pool
are stacked up where the Bull-rush rise
the memories suppressed by time
resurface in his funny smile.
And gentle, gentle on my skin
the innocent submerged in sin.

The Swallows guard that shallow pool
and never tell of things they know.
They do not tell the living sky
or mossy branches hanging low,
but turn their faces to the Sun
and never speak to anyone.

And standing at the waters edge,
his Ogre hand with mine entwined,
he led me to that secret place
and always funny, always kind,
beneath the water soft caressed
and smiled at me as he undressed.

by Stephen Hirons

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