At a bar with Nova and Julian
In walks Simon

After two years abroad
And complete radio silence

He is standing there
Beautiful boy

The one who Leapt

While I lagged

Who took large bites

While I, small morsels

Who pulled
And I resisted

Who dragged
And I dangled

Who let me go
And I toppled over

Time folded
Memories clashed

Opportunity faded

And now

Eyes locked

The what ifs
The now I knows
A whirlpool
I can’t resist

Just as scared
But thrillingly so

Towards that smile
That touch

The who knows

The what could be

Waterfalls
Or black holes

Liquid darkness
Or blinding light

It doesn’t matter

It doesn’t matter

Invite me to the party

Take me out to dinner

So I can have another dance

So I can take another bite