The Window Seat

There’s
people,
people,
everywhere

Dashing
around
without
a care

Or,
at least,
that’s how
it looks

When I
glance up
from behind
my books

The Bookshop

I went
in there
just now

The one
I went into
with you

They were
playing
your song
on the radio

And because
you would
have smiled,
I smiled too

Favourites

Tell me your favourite song
And I’ll play it.

Show me your favourite book
And I’ll read it.

Tell me your favourite film
And I’ll watch it.

Show me your favourite shirt
And I’ll wear it.

Tell me I’m your favourite
And I’ll love you.

Forever.