Rooftops
We were unstoppable
Sitting on that roof smoking at 5 am
You, the girl with the messy hair and the thirsty heart. And I, a nothing, still, you made me feel like I was worth a lot. We were never lost.
Sweet Music
Drifting sax melody, catches me, in a tunnel, in a tube way, London station, causing me to pause, to stop dead, in my tracks, to give, concentration, to this, angelic, music, sweet music, like love,...
Faux French Bistro
Life seems eerily simple,
Sat here in this faux French bistro. Ping. 'Oh piss off' comes a sudden interjection,
Cutting through tacky French ballads a misdirected dejection. 'PPI ads by text.
just for a moment
Sitting at the traffic lights. I vaguely looked across. And I am glad I did. For it would have been my loss. In that fleeting moment. A lovely thing to see. This pretty looking girl.