Near Faint Beneath Golden Limes
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Mark Heathcote
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I rode out my luck in those clematis climbs
Entwined with you in our secret garden
Heady I spiralled out of control, oftentimes
Sheltering; near faint beneath golden limes
Watching you take bloom, in heaven.
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