Sunday, 17 February 2013

Almost from the beginning (New Poem)

The first few times we met
Was under a crossing of invisible bridgesWatching the boats setting outFor distant isles,Plunging our loveInto a monochromeOf steered moonlight.

The first few times
Was buried in half baked clues
Pressed tight in your eyes
And whispered words
Sometimes lost
Under droning boats
But never your intent,

Or the way you said
you loved me almost
from the beginning. 

(Poem from personal ebook of love poetry for my partner