i picked up some stones from the street and went to hyde park.
i took those stones and threw them into the serpentine lake.
when i checked my watch i kicked my heels and via lancaster gate i made my way
to marble arch to meet you
you were standing there at the bus stop your face chilled with the wait
i saw your look it said, 'he should be here but he is not, is he sane or long gone'
and i step off the bus now, whistle my tune
your eyes light up like they're full moons
and then we kiss and hug because its been over one month
it seems so great, we exchange gifts then our discussions
they turn into debates but its fine because i see a white swan over head
singing 'our love is held together by magical incantations'
