off the pathway
warm in the afternoon sun
Do you go there
in your imagination
to meet again, ever impressed
In that stretch before the time to wakebefore the time for sleep
before the time to make sense of it all
Two bodies nestled in the settled grass
off the coastal pathway
warm in the afternoon sun
If you go there
in your imaginationyou would meet me there, I guess
a poem from the collection Some Trickier Poems - Love with Conflicts - available as a kindle download or library item by clicking here