Safe Distance (Words from a Jacuzzi)

It couldn't happen

We wouldn't meet by chance

We've long since waved happenstance away

I went to France

You learnt to dance

The lock-gates counterbalanced as we swayed

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Light Moves

One stroke of colour

& the race to emotional overload begins

As if only one woman ever wore blue

At least that blue of extremism in contemplation

Smiles offered

Would you expect still to wait

As if the time wasted was all that remained

Of that fabric of life we once shared together

The mock chandelier is fitted

To the new house entrance ceiling

As if otherwise all else would be the emptiness

Of a place we had once dreamed of

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See it, Feel it

Cold white light, silhouettes

The relics of religion

Warm sun

Melts the valley floor's

Frosted grasses

As if somehow

You know the ways of love

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Shades of Being

Two orange-red shadows

Light the wall opposite my bed

Happy to watch their slow movement

I feel warm under the covers

To keep this peace a little longer

I press the alarm to snooze

All over the country

All over the world

Thousands and millions of you

Will copy me

You too may be among the lucky ones

Those whose sleep was sufficient

To allow you to turn to snooze

Later, after a revitalising shower

I read a few pages of Pessoa

His Book of Disquiet

More positive than yesterday

He talks of the sunlight in his life also

That recently I was loved, and praised

Is worthy of mention

After those sad days

When I lived on bread alone

It shows to me the immense power

Of the indecipherable

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It isn’t the City

The city doesn’t matter

It is the sunshine

That brings me to your love

The coffee doesn’t matter

It is the cigarette

That pulls me to your love

The art doesn’t matter either, for

It is the souls own image

That asks me of your love

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