a bicycle beside the road
bedecked with hearts and flowers,
a child trembling in the night
who dreams of love and towers,
a perfect bit of rhubarb pie,
a shelf that’s varnished blue,
a life comprised of all the things
that make up me and you
a polaroid beside the beach,
a movie watched asleep,
a bit of snow, a bunch of rain,
and memories to keep –
some nights of wet confusion, and
some clear days by the sea,
a journey filled with all the things
that make up you
and me
Fantastic.
Elegantly phrased. Of course, your mastery of words is just one more wonderful ingredient poured into the batter that makes up the recipe called you.