2 July, 2009 at 22:24 (Uncategorized)

Once upon a sofa,
we told each other how this would be,
and I think we’ve got to be there,
some would add, finally.
I miss the nights when you’d leave,
and we’d have,
a sentence or two to exchange,
our place between the pages,
all I ever wanted,
and the story spread out and surrounding.
But a long time ago we had months between meeting,
a long time ago we had years between greetings,
a kiss before I got on a train,
come back and leave and one kiss again,
now we have whole days,
out there on the heather,
the edge of the page.
Once upon a sofa,
we started talking…
let’s not end this conversation for a little while.

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