There was always an admiring gaze cast to you – bouncing back to me However, remaining separate in our universes All this time Until We gripped each others boxes Eager to see their contents
This is a slow and sure process It never got this far before The ground too unsteady with the heave of energy in motion To ever take hold This time All systems checked
Documents from another era. Almost another lifetime it feels Falling into my hands, In a winter clean up and out mood Bank statements, notebooks, diaries. Invoices. Receipts.
They said there would be rain in the air today and it was fair. And yesterday and last week were as wet as wet. There was a whisper that the woman at the top of the block was unhappy with