We’re light legacies,
We’re floating

Skimming

Across flagstones
Of the city

Passing
Leaving little traces

Shadows tint and hint
At love
And dragging laces

Gaps

Between the flagstones
Of the city

Soak up
Sunday strolls
And tear-stained dust

Clogs up the cracks
Of dusk and dawn

On a sleepy morn
Of a sunny afternoon

We’ll be back soon
To flit like phantoms

Holding hands
And making plans

Over the flagstones
Of the city