Covered With Love

Relationships are like blankets.
Blankets dull winter drafts and soften hard ground.

I want a quilt; specially made with a gentle touch.
It wraps me up and keeps me warm.
Memories in the fabrics,
Creativity in the design.

He wants a loosely knitted shawl; nothing too heavy.
He can move around easily and not know it’s there.
Versatility and practicality.

A quilt will take time; to make and to grow used to.
A shawl, too, takes time and needs a crafter’s touch.
Can we make a blanket together?

A new pattern, new materials, new thread.
New adventures, new romance, new love.

Or do I go back to sewing my quilt?

Trains

Moving on
I pull into the station.
This seems like a nice town.
I get out and walk around.

He was standing near a coffee shop.
We met and he took my hand.
We walked through the park,
We went to the zoo.

He let got of my hand.

We walked back to the station.
The train was about to leave.
I stepped on.
He’s still on the platform.

I found my seat.
He’s still on the platform.

I wave from the window.
He’s still on the platform.

The train leaves.
He’s still on the platform.