The London Hours, 2012



we kept on laughing
red faces embarrassment
a shade of excitement
a glow of joy forgetting
the reason we met for
extending time to investigate
new haircut skin tones
eyes shy probing as with fingers


it has been a while I’m
sure you were counting
the years I was not


hands suspended in air as we talked

gaining ground to a nearness


show me where you’ve been
i said – all by yourself
is respect rising


you in an other world
shaking near slightly
floating and gasping
you not daring
practicing side positions
sizing carefully
standing straight
next to me not in front
as we were saying goodbye



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