A blast from the past… aah Lisbon!
City Break
The smart hotel in Lisbon
we ran to in foreign rain,
child-free and eager,
touching more, together,
duvet discarded, a new
city outside. Who’d have guessed
the whole shebang was on the verge
of economic ruin?
What mattered? Me inside you.
The absence of necessity.
a poem of Tim Cresswell from the book Soil