I miss the places with people in them,
Or passing through.
Random as well as planned meetings with friends.
The touch of a hand,
Arms round each other’s shoulders,
The look in your eyes,
The being together.

Bean There, the Bluecoat,
The University Library, The Calderstones Border.
These many places where I’m missing you.

And when we meet again,
Will it be like lost lovers then
Who’d have said we were only casual friends?

May 2020

One spring morning in Calderstones, very early.

Published by Ronnie

Writing about life, Liverpool and anything else that interests me. As well as working with others to make the world a fairer and kinder place: http://asenseofplace.com.

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