Planet Thing
i just want to take you home—
to take you home, all alone.
you are the sweet body mover,
the heart-stung emotion soother.
you are the planet amongst the stars,
beautiful alien-written poetry
etched in the craters of Mars.
in the morning, when i wake,
i see you dancing through the universe,
high in the sky.
in the morning, when i wake,
i know you are there,
because my fragile reality starts to shake.
James Garratt – December 1992
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More poems from 1992 here
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Planet Thing – Written December 1992 (Aged 17)
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