Love In Winter (Poetry)

First Published in Word Craft Issue 13 Autumn 1984

Condensation
running down the window panes
forming pools of passion from out breathing.

Tight-drawn curtains
shutting out the grey-lit day
and all the cold world’s clamour
                                        went unheeded.

Non-stop music
as our favourite records spun
endlessly and still I hear those echoes

Now we’re parted
seasons pass and melt the snows
of Spring but my heart sees only Winter.