I Found You

In the sky.

In the forest.

In the sea.

I found you beside my bed watching me breathe, during sleep.

I found you in my kitchen, toasting bagels and pouring juice.

I found you on my sofa, snuggled on my breasts. Free and loose.

In the sea.

In the forest.

In the sky.

I found your love in my heart and passion that never dies.

L

L is for love from you, for us.

L is for lemon juice over pancakes.

L is for luck, which does not exist.

L is for left, the boxes that were forgotten during the move.

L is for liberation, from a tainted connection.

L is for London, weekend breaks and no explanation.