Almost Careless

Set out just after supper

I felt stiff cold in my fingers for the first time this year

Subtle every inhibition

Subtle ever gently lifting to feel good again

I don't know why on this day

Halfway to the bank and the news stand

Don't know why in this way

Absentminded feeling the leather of his hand in my hand

There's a new bar on the corner

All they left was faded letters of the old address

Every day a shaken image

Every day a mirrored surface of our love

And darkness and our happiness

"What if we get married?"

I said it almost careless

No, it ain't nothing to me

He laughed and coloured and nodded "yes"

Then we turned across the park's expanse

Open fields of last year's grass

Heading back with one question less

One less, one less than we started out with