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As we have our usual
early  morning fight

(our only row)

over who
will get the breakfast

bump into
each other's
efforts
to be there
...first!

I bear hug you
which always
undoes
(unclips)
your 'brassiere'

- although I didn't intend it to -

'You always do that! '
'How...do you do that? '

I only smile and.. chuffed
at my supposed expertise

bluff:

'Years of dedication and
practice...practice! '

(the kiss is warm & lasts ... forever) .

Was that really you? Was that really us?

I wonder as I pass your window
(a stranger now)

and catch a glimpse
of two ghosts

(who might be us)

re-enacting the moment
as it is

(held in time)

rerun by
the cinema of memory.

rerun by...the cinema of memory.