Huddled against the cold
we cuddled politely
waiting on a 24 that wouldn’t come.
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Very good. And I mean VERY good. Those last couple of lines were excellent... Will read more of yours, Donnall. Love, Fran xx
Such a beautiful evocation of love...and so surprising from a male being couched in female terms. I think you are a seahorse...swimming up the Thames! This is startling with its beauty and how that little action blossoms into the image of you giving birth...its so touching and gentle and tender. Sob...sorry a little tear. You catch the tentative first little seedlings of love as they ache to come into existence. Such a beautiful beautiful poem. I am so moved by it. love Debs