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Highbury Fields
That sixteen-year-old words
scratched there in a diary
could bring the two of us here
seems almost supernatural
A spring-evening walk, so like us
the us we were as teens
when you were my first and still my only kiss
as we walked the peaceful parks of home
Now so many years stretch across
a wide valley of unshared experience
squealing and dancing between us
slowly and methodically w...
Sunday 21st April 2019 11:59 am
For Jordan
Out driving our first cars at night
snaking the blackness of North East country roads
I'd flick the headlights off
hear the girls scream
then back on and we'd crack up laughing
In our town, there wasn't much to do
but wander looping streets
haunt the park outside of college
blow house to house, see who was home
or spend it lying in your bedroom laughing
When you and Chris split, he ...
Saturday 20th October 2018 12:13 am
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