Radisson Blu Galway - A Poem

Here is where
we began,

Strolls to and from
Shop Street
in the summer
and spring air

meandering
pub hopping

the cycle car
ride back in frigid
wind, our genitals
nearly falling
off when the
driver forgot
to cover us with
a blanket...

the posh dinner,
soup and brown
bread for lunch,
our expansive
breakfast buffet
which you got up
early to have
with me
though you would
have preferred
to sleep in...

this is where
sitting next to the
open fire
having one of our
extensive chats,
me gazing into
your handsome
Irish face, I
thought --

Yes, this is what
I would like
for the rest of
my life.

Written Jan 2014

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