--after Emmanuel Hocquard 

I have a dream
of the body of a woman
a wind instrument
beautiful serpent
asleep in the arms
of the dawn
of this poem

Her long and sloping shoulder
Her back of delicate bone
Curving, breathing rain and word

Releasing poison
with the morning gold

warmth in my world
teeth in my vein
Samantha is a stranger who lives far away,
like the snow.

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Poet: Stanley Gemmell
Poem: The Samantha Sonnets #14
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