Alight

Your hand alights the lips
And lights the listless life
I miss this missus
of the quiet night. 




Hello broken hearted
Your lawn is spare part strewn
They seem to fit 
Where I am missing

I have a box of odds and ends
Maybe they likewise fit
Where you are missing




I like to think
It Romantic that
The food wrapper you left in
My rubbish bin
Inspires Nostalgia
To kiss again
I would do it in a heartbeat
For
      you
Make my heartbeat.

 

 

I wish this love
To be always
As strong as it goes.
For when we
Cry crow, cry wolf, in row —
As will be —
We will know
To let pass the water
Under the bridge

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