Hatton Locks

 

I tread the towpath in anticipation

The breeze cool, the sun bright.

Swirling together in hope and indecision

The grasses brush against and tease my skin

A fateful silence filled with intuition

 

I wait by the café, butterflies outside and within

Texts exchanged and you decide

That opportunity wins your mind

One tea, one cappuccino, many questions

I want to answer with only my eyes

 

We leave.  The faces blur into the distance

Wandering awhile in gentle conversation

You take my hand and grab my heart

Stopping at the lock, we kiss, we touch

The water trickles, the sound of our destiny

 

My tread is lighter walking home

And now the breeze will always bring you to me

I shiver and I smile in wonderment

Fuck the happy ending

I just want you and me

 

© Katy Hughes 2012