Penfold’s Verse

Take me, hold me
Shake me, wake me
Tell me, Show me
Hold me, squeeze me
Follow me, breathe me

I’ll float away on your words
And I’ll croon with the Kakapo birds
When you’re here I can’t face you
When you go; how I chase you

On our silvery shimmering lake
I know your face reflected
The shiny stars that fly
Are merely others eyes rejected

And then, of course, you go away
You drift out where I fear to reach
I see you go and stand – think –
Then tear off down our beach

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