A vessal of delight

Warm, small and in my hands

Everything stops

As I blow the steam

I watch the ripples

These few minutes

I am at peace

Lips touch the bliss

Frothy soy

Citrus kiss

The silly pigeon
Carries my love to you
I hope you are read to
In bed

When you are tucked up
And kissed goodnight
Your beautiful face
Never leaves my mind

The duckling’s beady eye
Cookie-filled beak
Distracts me
From the distance between

Bubbly vowels
Fill the room
The small sounds
Tiny teeth
Eyes shut
I realise I did not know joy
Until I made you laugh

A hive of activity
Hubbub at the hub
Canvas bags
Leaflets
Smiles

Echos in the atrium
Laughter
Ukulele
The bounce of balls
Frothing coffee machines
A tour of the halls

Anticipation and fear
A tentative step forward
Promise of adventure
A challenge
Like carnival stalls

Fair

Bell-shaped
Studio
Old part of town
Orange and formica
Bright
Oil paintings
Kitchenette
Imagining myself inhabiting this space

Yet walking away