HONEYSUCKLE
David Tibet
Redbreasted the honey night
In your eyes
A maze of breathing samphire
Sea grasping my heart
In the anxious night
I woke up lost
Oh no plane
Horns or Teeth
Drift for my naked face
On ded train time
Stripped back to the real me
Rock that grew from bone said
"Have you truly heard
The night burst open?
Have you truly seen
The inner Star?
Have you truly placed
Lip and finger
Into the 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞 heart
Over the kissed mountain?
Have you heard thе hand at the door?
Seen the lantern burn through thе pane?"