Keep being untitled, I like it

I come here to snatch a glimpse of you

Free flowing dreadlocks

For erratic jumping seconds

Each time, in those liquid moments,

You remember my name;

Your eyes’ red rivaling something here in me

You light my freedoms and station them right there like wine

Thornton, Banbury, Westdene Dam, Spar

I make it there,

To be in your space in a flurried hurry

Pray for me, you are my religion, don’t worry

All I know is…

Your name starts with a K

Bummer,

Last night you were not there.