Throes Fertile
Birth swells through October's eyes,
Wet seeds, fertile joy's surprise,
Through unknown fields, unwanted trails,
Conceived through October's eyes.
Beauty came in smaller size,
Unsure joy wells hazel eyes,
Suck to survive, for you I'm alive,
Sunshine bursts through hazy skies.
Love,
Love.
Mystic suns spark shadows, hideaway lane,
Mum holds faith through daddy's pain,
From these hands, I offer to you tinselled eyes through
October's rain.
Love,
Love, love, love,
Love, love, love,
Love, love, love.
