I want something
On paper, concrete, a handkerchief
That I can come back to
Revisit again and again
So that I don’t have to seek out
And go to each little crevice and corner of my synapses
To find
What it was we had
And were doing
In that chair there
And in that chair
You dragged your hands across me slowly
Like late breaking waves
Inside me gulls shrieking
Outside, beach calm
Upstairs
Stop motion
Maybe sepia
Click click, play
One day I will tell you that I love you
For now I show it different ways
Dancing in the kitchen
I’m desperate to have you close
My chest hurt when you left
“I miss him, I miss him” I lamented
I want to remember
But if I can’t rewind
Oh surely in my mind I hit fast forward
Which I did the other night
Oh so dangerous
Would you look at me I wonder?
Could we even cross that line?
I’m sure we could together but afterwards would we be fine?
I know how I feel
Good Heavens
Bring me back
Cove Girl 