Corners

Intimate and everywhere that two things tend to meet.

they change the course of

Mighty walls and paths beneath your feet.

Intended turns in ancient berms keep water in the Fleet. While

Softer edges fill the hedges where songbirds fall asleep.

Simple in the boldest way, yet stunningly acute. I hadn't noticed

Yesterday but then my life changed route. I saw your eyes of

Ocean blue, your hair, your thighs, your smile too. We

Unchained hearts that day in June when under lights and scarlet moon

you met me and I met you sat in the corner of the room.