brick by brick the past is demolished
All of the ghost that lived there
With me are made homeless.
As the old cinema turns into dust and ashes
Just like my dreams did so long ago
The wrecking ball ignores our screams.
.

We sat there so long ago my love
In the plush seats holding hands
Our favourite friends performed their parts
Bogart and Bacall kissing in monochrome.
I would look at you in the dimmed lighting
My heart filled  with happiness and  first love
The first is special it is swollen with innocence.
And for some the only one they get.

We kissed in living vibrant colours back then.
You were holding my hand as the movie played
Later we walked back to our small flat
And made tea and love


I knew even back then
in the cornucopia of passion
That beauty such as yours
was far beyond
such an ordinary man like me.

I knew you would one day leave me
broken and irreparable.
And that my heart
would be shattered into pieces.

Even now after all these years
it still dreams of you.
And I never replaced you in my life
It would not be fair to the other lady.
She could never be you.

Yet in my loneliness in the passing years
I would sit alone in this old movie  theatre
Both of us friends me and the worn seats.
Bogart still kissed Bacall

And sometimes just for the tiniest moment
I could feel your hand
Slipping into mine once more.
My heart would stop aching
And all things in my world
Would be at peace