Saturday, 12 December 2015

Free flow

'Somewhere in between Turkish ice cream and my own self-doubt
I stand here waiting for a new vista of experience to jump up' -
I feel oddly in control as I recall that day
When the concrete pavement held my gaze 

These weeks I'm striving to get out
Of self-imposed despair
I go up and I go down
But there's always someone there

She brings structure and rhythm
Child-like enthusiasm
And I love to hold her gaze
Her eyes glint like the skies
As we air hug through the days

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