Thursday 86 2002
When I made up my mind I changed position and faced him.
There was music and I smiled at nothing in particular;
from my reflection in the window, he could tell.
I wore my old sandals, something purple and no lipstick, perfect 86.
The girl then came and went, she was a prop in our play.
We needed her input, but she was of no importance
to any of our feelings, and so – we let her out.
Is there anywhere you have to be, he asked. I said no and paused the music.
No one waiting for you at all? I denied again which left him slightly puzzled.
We didn’t have glasses but we couldn’t be bothered.
So at the bench we sat, we drank and we confessed.
And when all was finished, we still continued.
And when he held my hand, I cherished those steps.
And I was like an empty frame,
And he brought the colours,
And everybody else disappeared.
When I made up my mind I changed position and faced him.
There was music and I smiled at nothing in particular;
from my reflection in the window, he could tell.
I wore my old sandals, something purple and no lipstick, perfect 86.
The girl then came and went, she was a prop in our play.
We needed her input, but she was of no importance
to any of our feelings, and so – we let her out.
Is there anywhere you have to be, he asked. I said no and paused the music.
No one waiting for you at all? I denied again which left him slightly puzzled.
We didn’t have glasses but we couldn’t be bothered.
So at the bench we sat, we drank and we confessed.
And when all was finished, we still continued.
And when he held my hand, I cherished those steps.
And I was like an empty frame,
And he brought the colours,
And everybody else disappeared.
No comments:
Post a Comment