~Ginger and Fred~

it’s a slow kind of morning

where you could see the flies dance around the plants

in the window

and the pale sunlight through the cool green ice plants

straight lines

which you could call beautiful

in the pale sunshine

gold and green

bread pudding

with fruit and cream

tastes soft and velvet

sweet lingering stain

of coffee

make everything just right

green

cushion armchairs

soft and deep

your Irish accent

lingering

why don’t we dance

like Ginger and Fred Astaire

up in the air

the air up there

lets go bag a  shadow

why don’t we take the time

the slow water rhythm

whatever you do

hold onto your foolish smile

please don’t go

I love you so

it’s a funny thing about your world falling down

it’s got a way of turning you around

to start again

each day
on replay

~Sarah Mahina Calvello~