Esther Melbourne

(London UK)

Driffting


Waiting for the unexpected to arrive
wondering what
He, would be like,
when conversations exchanged

from what I've seen he comes across
calm collected smooth.
I imagine kissing him our first date
strolling through the park
occasionally turning into each other’s direction
whilst we glide through admiring the trees

dancing to the rhythm of the breeze, birds singing
their melodies, children's echoes of laughter
fills the air.

We stop to reside. I lay down a not so new bed sheet
on the just cut grass, kick off my flip flops
pulling out two glasses to pour some rose
smiling,
I feel a tug
mum, mum
returning from my meditation it's

the phone.....


(2009)

Submitted: Thursday, August 04, 2011
Edited: Thursday, August 04, 2011

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