Got a postcard from her:
St. Paul`s Cathedral At Night.
Spent a couple of days
trying to read between the lines:
now I don`t have to read between the lines.
Talking in an empty cinema,
walking back through Parliament Square.
St.James`s Park at Christmas-time:
glimpsing the lake through the evening lights.
I didn`t want want there to come an end to our time.
I know I`m in no position to miss her,
Shouldn`t hold her so close when she goes;
Still I wonder what she was thinking
As she travelled home