somewhere, smiling :)

a holiday at the beach,
find me in the crowd.

she finds me.
it’s the first time,
just us.

does she remember my name?
i wonder,
does she feel the same?

a cold bondi breeze
brings me back
to reality.

the night takes us to town,
big, glass windows,
records dancing in circles.
but on saturdays,
vinyls stay shelved,
high heels dancing on tables.

we find new plans
in each other.

walking after midnight,
speaking a language,
from a foreign country
we are not from.

the walls between us
gently crunch, like
steps on fresh snow.
뽀드득 뽀드득

a sunny saturday together,
sunday morning, we escape,
stale bread,
bathroom lines,
sticky knives.

a street side cafe,
i feel i’ve been here before,
a memory of tokyo,
a feeling of wanting more.

sunny breakfast,
a balding guard dog brushes by,
croissants with butter
from denmark.

on the plane again,
the cabin is cold,
at 30,000 feet, a window seat,
my hoodie,
out of reach.
hot tea soothes me.

on a plane,
thinking of ways to convince you
to see me again.

Sydney, AUS
9 Jan 2025
🏄‍♂️