Margate

how blessed am I to have danced this life with you

to frolick through the film with you

with all the colour and candlelight

perhaps

in the next life

when you drinking coffee in your favourite café

basking in the beauty of the mundane

a stranger will approach you

a stranger who seems oddly familiar

oddly dear to you

and it will be me

telling you

i love you

in whatever language

i can muster