Saturday, January 01, 2011

voyage

The sun was shining bright on a yellow sunday afternoon
She sat there watching me devour my food

As I sucked the juicy gravy from that last piece of marrow



Her jewellery was elaborate to complement the casual dressing
Just like the place was humble against the divinity of the food

They'd walked in holding hands... up-close like new love always does
But the cracks were beginning to show on the lunch table…

Their eyes hardly met as each explored their own version of tranquility

Its never quite so easy to find life & love to coincide & coexist
The charade ended with the meal & them walking away from each other