To the chancel of an Irish King's daughter,

In Bri's Beetle, Venus arrived.

We tied our knot where Saint Buriana lay

As the universe had contrived.

Our sun appeared just as the weatherman said,

Its second nearest planet flared.

While my Venus stepped into that sa…

After tired boots are unlaced,

After aching wrists are un-taped.

Before the dinners, black ties and a la carte subscriptions,

Before the bruises emerge and the lactate constrictions.

After the sayers have said and the doers have done,

After all those concerned, h…

We walked from turquoise Porthcurno,

Side by side, hip by hip

In the warm, lavender breeze,

Then sat and watched the swallows dance.

We stood above the towering silent cliffs

And the solemn, surging swell.

Captivated in an eternal,

Tireless, timeless trance.

We wa…

A second

Is a grain of sand,

A moment,

A glance,

A bird in hand.

A second is a blink of the eye,

A pang,

A peck,

A kiss goodbye.

A second, the finest thread that leaves

A stitch within your tapestry,

A fragment in your galaxy,

A comma in your biography.

Just a pi…