Understanding (Perfect Days)
25th May 2024

 

Old cassette tapes bring thoughtful moments,
turn me away,
from the everyday,
from the seemingly only one way,
…towards you.

Making time to appreciate the world,
in its simplicity,
in the light through the trees,
and in her kiss on his cheek,
crosses the frustration of normal,
when normal is not enough,
our emotions play in bas-relief against cold autumn pavements outside.

Feeling your hand in mine,
you gently stroking my hair,
my trepidation, everywhere,
I lean into your innate beauty and depth,
close my eyes in the darkness,
to feel your way,
obsess with the affection you show the world,
and all things within it, in every day.

This gift of you,
of someone to understand with in the dark,
is enough to bring tears to my eyes.

My mind turns back to her kiss,
and I feel the same,
feel happy to be by your side,
where your hand traces a favourite collarbone,
to caress my soul.

Together we are still in the dark,
but we are together,
and understand,
and in that moment breathe deeply,
seemingly without end…

Afternoons spent with you,
...perfect ends ...to perfect days.


Inspiration: An afternoon watching Perfect Days (with you T)



IRA Cemetry (with Bird),
Northern Ireland
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