Ant Smith

Love

Privacy In A Council Flat

I love a pair of curtains drawn

On a lazy summer's dawn

I love a pair of shoes unworn

Aside a locked and bolted door

I love a settee blanket shawl

Pulled around my naked form

I love the dents in cushions formed

On those days when we were warm

I love a garden tree collapsed

Twigs and branches on the path

I love the evensong, your laugh

When life itself would make me gasp

I love the gloom of candle light

Lighting up my shortest sight

I love beyond, that quiet night

Stirring echoes of my life

Like teaspoons stir up coffee grinds

And sugar dissolves in troubled minds

I love to think upon the times

We found our flesh was intertwined

Love