How we felt

We kissed at a bus shelter

On a dark winters night

The fog was our curtain

I could taste your perfume

We walked round in circles

Our breath exhaled like cigarette smoke

You talked with your eyes

I never spoke

I felt your skin under your jumper

Tracing the curve of your spine

I could feel your heart beating

We were the only people

Allowed in our world

I thought of kidnapping time

How quickly the world can fall

You had to be home by nine

To be fifteen and believe

That our elders don’t understand

What it’s like to be apart

Time spent alone in a room

Writing about separation and loss

Love like this could never die

The grown ups who laugh at you

Only because they know why

The first love is rarely the only love

But it’s always one we remember

That first touch, that first kiss

Your calendar reminders

And all the words you want to hear

Your world hanging on to a lifebelt

And thirty years later

You still remember how you felt

How we were our own

Sacrificial cow

How I often wonder

Where you are now

©JMcN2014