Monday, 10 August 2015

Upon a Norwich sunset



The Mad Moose laughs.

It was chance.
I turned and saw you,
and it was like seeing a sublime lady

passing me by on the street.
 

I stared at the window,
and you resplended in all your ephemeral beauty.
I fell in love,
and I thought of my youngest years,
when I didn't have to be lucky to find you.


And then you went away.
Forever.

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