Your genuine smile

It was the first time to most

You were imagining my tastes

I never told you of mine

That I saw in your mind

eating the sweet peach

At breakfast

One poem …

And all the drama 🎭 that lay beneath it

What if instead I

confidently chose

Predestination

And met you at the cafe

96 hours in Paris

Exploring oneness

At the train station

Your pure love scared me

Unable to tell you then

So much shame within me

Knowing my poisoned nectar

Would kill us both

21 years old …

/// It’s been a wonderful life …