Poetry. Prose. Bereavement. Despair. Catharsis. Hope. Redemption...Chocolate.
Thursday, 4 April 2013
Post 4: Jugular Electricity
I met you tonight under a cloudless sky
No one knew that we were friends
Not even you
No one knew that I was meeting you
For the first time tonight
No, not even you
We smiled and we laughed
We cracked jokes and we giggled
As if we had done this coffee thing before
Coffee turned into Pimms No. 1 for me
And you with your fabulously
sophisticated drink
You are every bit as nice in 3D
As you are on social media
Nicer if it were possible
Cloudless skies and starry streaks
Moonlit nights warmed from above
Will henceforth remind me of you
My heart has been dancing happily
Jugular leaps across the synapses
And now I can't sleep, can I?
-Anne The Obscure
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