Poetry by Irish poet Michael O'Dea. (poems © Michael O’Dea, Dedalus Press, Amastra-n-Galar, Lapwing Publications)
Our colours are bells;
we, lovers, live forever;
defy perspective;
grow from each other
into each other;
no beginnings nor ends
but running timeless,
seamless like trains
through air.
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