Tuesday, 28 April 2015

Small Dreams

The broken
For a moment
allows herself
to fall in love
with perfect strangers
She dreams
of slow dancing
with faceless men
she'll never know

She lowers her guard
just enough
to see a future
with the stranger
on the 36
Who promises
with his eyes maybe
or a half smile
to love her
between King Street

And Tanners End


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