London Street Kiss

confusion dances with this walk as
cash stains a linen pocket,
crossing bearers of wishful thinking

cracks lead towards home’s sidewalk as
breath juggles chilled footsteps;
the only heard whisper to frozen ears

buttoned blanket swirls
gravity’s romantic measure of movement as
familiar hands grab familiar fingertips

lips touch the way of speaking speechless
never wanting it to end,
never wanting to share

never in dreams appeared such reality;
like strange folklore
committing itself to two souls