Watching Swifts
Do you ever think
it possible,
or even likely that,
there
might be anything
more
enjoyable, in this
world of ours, than
the two of us ..
Just watching swifts,
as they duck
and dive and scythe
the sky
with their wings
and cut it into
bite size fragments
for us ..
While we lay here,
on our backs
with just fingertips
touching ..
Here, in this warm
beer scented,
pub garden, while
sharing
the last torn slice of
a king sized
Margarita pizza ..
Tho’ yet
still, with the promise
of later, for us
both to look forward to ..