This Anywhere Our Everywhere Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Our talking
turns to laughter

& our laughter
turns to kisses.

Here – on this
windswept street

leaves gather
at our feet

as we stand
still as statues

locked in
an embrace

our kiss
a marble monument

as if we stood
above this city

on an imaginary
plinth.

That kiss
rooting us to this spot.

Rain rusting
the torn guttering

hanging free from
crumbling brick

accompanying us
like a makeshift tambourine.

World washed away wearily
city swept by sudden gusts

sirens
police & ambulance

blending
back into silence

of their own
making.

See..?

even the moon
comes to take a look

shining here
on us

the lovers
as if

this Godforsaken
street

was the most romantic
place on earth

here
where

Love

discovers
us.