Age of Aquarius
Time was when illumed in a golden sun
a boy was I and a vision was she,
and at the heart of her constellation
gazed I upon its infinite beauty.
I vowed the ends of the earth to follow
your heavenly star wherever it led,
and to sit beside your desk in your glow
but sat my old nemesis in my stead.
Bows in your hair and stardust in your eyes
rushed my pulse to farthest extremity,
but when the Age of Aquarius dies
lost is all innocence in you and me.
Now I feel my pulse and racing heart slowed
since I followed you home down Valley Road.
Written: November 1992
For Beverly
*Mt. Eden Normal Primary School, Auckland NZ.
The year was 1971. We were just 10 years old.
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