That bespoke place in the brain
Next to memory
Smell and taste
Lead me to dream awake

Lashings of cream with rhubarb cake
Pearl white shells sit idly by
As she comes and goes
Lucky to be plucked from the sea

Eager hands admired so brilliantly
Abalone bilateral symmetry
Reused diaries
Tip toe through last year

Ruminations on cake and cream
Another few hundred photographs
Under my belt
A haunted belief

Things are still not as they seem
Ritual of coffee making
Resurrects the voice of the past
Reciting how it's made

We always begin again until the end
Living breathing bodily houses
full of living apparitions
Of love and other flowers