Jane is there
by the hedge
down the lane

dressed in grey
her black hair
hanging free
of ribbons

her dark eyes
focusing
as I walk
towards her

have you been
waiting long?
I asked her

no not long
she replies
watching birds
in her hedge
and the sky

been helping
my father
saw some logs
I tell her

let's go see
the empty
old cottage
she suggests

so we walk
down the lane

rooks above
making noise

running stream
beside us

other birds
are in flight
making song

I watch her
beside me

her grey dress
moving free
as she walks

her black hair
shoulder length

she smells of
fresh flowers

in some dreams
of my nights
she is there

and we kiss
and we run
through the fields

hands waving
to the rooks
in the sky

the empty
old cottage
stands silent
and we stare
in silence

all I want
is to kiss
her two lips
waiting there.