Neville

Paper Cups

Paper Cups

 

Some things

just never

seem to change

do they

my petit fleur ..

You see

back then,

in those very

early days

I do so distinctly

recall

that everything

was once

a certain kind of

special

Unblemished  

and still white

Yes …

there we both

were

Bathing

in a blank page

and sipping

warm rice wine

from

supermarket

paper cups

Hardly daring to

press pause

and likewise,

unprepared

to wait for night

Just like always …

Do you

by any chance

remember too …