Fingers fumble at buttons liquorice in our breath misty fug of your name still lingers on the window it watches toes like bent paperclips fidget impatiently glass half-full of lemon and lime little bubbles little fizzes mute television goldfish mouths with no sound this evening 'vamp' your chosen shade exposed navel heartbeats blood thump in ear a sock falls off the other overboard already twenty fingers it's alright I say it's fine it's alright
Written: February 2015. Explanation: A poem written in my own time, which was actually typed up in an email to a friend first, and then posted on here. No edits from that email version. NOTE: It is possible that over the next few months, several of my older poems will be removed from HP, as I am not quite liking the website in the same way I used to, plus those old pieces are not very good.