Asking you out, not expecting you to say yes -
The joyful surprise of those moments still with me -
Both of us laughing -
Yes you said yes -
I remember the dark weight of your hair -
How we held each other close -
You could have carried me in your arms -
Lifted me up as though I were made of air -
On our first date, I took you to Winchester -
I wore my chalk stripe suit -
You wore a green dress and your silky skin -
It was summer -
We walked down the long nave of the cathedral -
I showed you Jane Austen's tomb -
We drank Fleurie in a pub with latticed windows -
Driving back, we stopped the car on the shore road -
There was a pale moon -
You unfastened your dress -
You held my head, sighing, stroking my hair -
You once sent me a postcard you'd bought in The Tate -
The Lament of Icarus -
Three nymphs lamenting over the beautiful dead boy -
I thought of you you wrote -
I would visit you in Brighton -
Come up and see me and make me smile playing on every jukebox -
Losing myself in your sighs -
Your fallen boy, carrying sorrow in his wings -
December 2025