poem: the vibes are hopelessly right

Good Will Hunting 

In this love I am calmer than I have ever been

He sends me kisses in the post

I lick the pages clean

Love is the spit.

This love is seagulls and English beaches

Walking down London lanes

Planes go by

They don’t know I am in love.

This love is kisses on my forehead

Kisses on our cheeks

knuckles

I can taste him now yes

Whom can you bathe in water?

Whom can you share a look from across the room

And both know what is being thought

I can hear the light making a noise

It sounds like a lover humming a tune.

Love and light

That would be see me through

If I ever walk down to Brighton beach with stones in my pocket

Just know this;

I have loved and been loved. I have had my fill, I have had enough.