Ah...Anu...Mon Amour! Poem by Dónall Dempsey

It is night
on the Artic Circle.

The Aura Borealis
is entertaining a Finnish sky.

Inside – us two
(cuddled into an US)

observe the late night
flickering film

that will take us through to
the early morning.

I am at a loss
as it is

HIROSHIMA MON AMOUR

in French
(which I do not speak)

subtitled into Finnish
(which I cannot read) .

Words fail me.

Soft as a snowflake
falls gently

you rescue me
whisper the words of the lovers

translating their love
into our love

Oh love..!

You words caress me

and I understand
completely

not just
how much

You really love me

but how much

I really really love you.

Somewhere in the hours
of time

the film finishes
and becomes only static & snow. . .static & snow.

Somewhere a dawn finds us
in a tangle of limbs & dreams. . .limbs & dreams

asleep
in one another’s heads.