Can’t Stop This Thing We Started

Looking for my lover,

The star of my show, wide open best supporting role.

Outside coffee shops, inside libraries

Between the book shelves of my favourite bookstore,

Are you in the pages of my favourite poem?

Yellow and old like the word I love so dearly.

Or in the lyrics of a love song ?

Perhaps, in the reflection of the store display..

Someone to hug, make a home out of a person.

Or

just a stranger to catch sunsets with and

Cause mischief in the backseat of the cab.

Tell me would you be there, lover?

Where even the cold evening wind says-

Collapse into me, just once.

I promise you’ll never have to fall again.