WE ARE THE ALIENS
The Hawk Queen Bed 10:22pm
We will travel to distant stars
to walk upon lands of other planets
We will taste food yet un-savoured
& dress in garb yet only dreamed of
We will swim in salted coves
salted by the sweat of billions
We will fly our mini star-packs
through the sea-clouds of air yet formed
We will dance along valleys
& surge forward into night
We will set Our Selves loose
to gallivant with Our New Found Friends
Our New Society Of People
like Us
with Whom We will play
with magical swords
forged from metals more precious
than gold
& with Whom We will die
momentarily
at The Hands
of Lovers Divine
Joanna Gilman Hyde 