I was relieved to see her on my walk
along the river front
with the black heron and
squatting geese
Although relief is not what I thought I’d feel
A sweet smell rose from the river
it was not unpleasant, at least
though some people might say so
Flowers drooped from balconies
of multi-million houses
Londoners gathered in the shade of trees
White petals floated
down
down
rested in her hair
She stopped and smiled at me
Neither of us knew what to say
who to be
I was relieved because her face was tired
and eager
I was relieved that she was alone
thinking deeply about things
staying awake too long
like she always had done
I was relieved because her shoes were stained
a shirt crinkled
eyes still the deepest brown
plump lips
her figure lean
I was relieved because she was the same
as she always had been.
Tantalisingly enigmatic!
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