Couplets and roses and kisses and grass
Damp beneath cold morning feet
Mists rising up ‘round your nose and your mouth
Dew on eyelashes and pebbles and petals
Running to dispirit sun showers

Goodbyes and train stations and bootleg perfume
Rain and markets and sandals and scarves and wine
Narcoleptic buses in never ending circles
Movies and music and beds too small
Screaming and crying and laughing at once

Dreams in my head of missing you crazy
An idea that sticks to my mind, to my lips
Pebbles and rainclouds and summer dew fall
Squirrels and pigeons and flies that bite
And parks that lock at dusk