A bus stop
Evoking
Memories of
Endless waiting
Playing hopscotch
Leapfrog to
The next stop
Looking overshoulder
For my number
Standing back
If not
Not chancing it
Not getting lost
Walking the route
All the way
If needed
Enjoying
The scenery
In case
I missed
The bus
Is clear there's something
Between us
That which keeps us apart
Holds us together
Rather than deter
It makes me want
You more
The image I portray
Is simply a gentle fear
That if it were to disappear
Our love would fade away
Stardust fell into ocean
Crept up with evening tide
Tickled my toes, my thighs
Wrapped round my wrists
Like diamonds
Telling me all gifts given
To lovers and friends adored
Return to me times seven
When waves rise on this shore
Do we ever get tired
Recharging our hearts
Rebooting our minds?
Taking old wares
For someone to buy?
Sayings recycled
Every single day
I love you
I wish you were mine
Daily dose of colour
If you wish a change
Cover us in glitter
Start a new page
A screenprint in fluoro
A badge, hat, blades
Take me out tomorrow
But promise me today?
Minutes between moments
Thoughts of you invade
A peaceful sit in protest
Against monotony of reality
Millimetres the space
Where my heat beats
Radiates like the drum
Out on the street
Metres of pages lining
The walls of my mind
Tapped out tentatively
Over the hours and days
Centimetres safe distance
From fantasy to fiction
Grasping for equality
To love another like me
Number of pages
In the novella
Of a short sweet
Love story
Years between us
When we find out how
This story ends
Before rewritten again
Hot coffee milky sweet
Cold toes warm sand
Butter slowly sinking in
Cool toast warm jam
Closed eyes to the sky
Relishing a band
Tall glass of cider
Dripping cool in hand
Watching all the people
Most beautiful to find
Holding all contentment
With you planted in my mind
A fire hydrant
Gushing forth
Into the street
Stopping traffic
Emergency
Meanwhile little feet
Paddle flippantly
Rush too much
To drink
Pushing through
Excitedly
Making rainbows
Underneath
As tiny popstick
Sailboats
Race and chased
Endlessly
To the woman with no means
Who spends her time
Cleaning
Cares for all littlest
Both furred and skin
Breeding
Bringing lively heartbeats
Into tearful world
Dreaming
Paring back overgrowth
Give wings to spread
Believing
Turning the other cheek
At the partnership
Leaving
Turning new leaf
Love a fortune
Receiving
Can't take my eyes
Off the game
Playing singles
Staring at opponent
Seeing double
Affected by one
On the sidelines
Waiting to notice
The score
The faults
The bad calls
Only chatting
To a friend
Watching them
Taking my eyes off
The ball
Shooting past head
Then a slam
Unattainable
In a game with
Naught but love
Some would prefer to be
Locked in a warm embrace
Holding hands on Summer's day
Dressing up for a parade
Underneath veneer new love
Springs to mind the perils of
Weighing strangers with a thumb
Viewed through tiny window
Only thing to weigh my mind
The thought of you riding
Over mountains, rivers, coastlines
Scenery found by your thighs
All the heartache, sweat and tears
Over so many years
Devoting nature's wisdom
To so many ears
Keeping so very busy
With thoughts of making plans
Though there's never any demand
Greater love in absent fan
Image Credit: Emma Haynes
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