Atkin-James
Another night I've been to visit you and him
Comes to an end
Switch on the hallway light
Farewell a friend
Another night I bring the flowers and the wine
Has slipped away
There were only three to dine
And two to stay
When you fix the dates for tête-à-têtes like these
What tells you that I count the days between
Except my nothing-caring air of ease?
When clouds black out the moon that moves the tide
What tells you there's a river in the dark
Except the streetlights on the other side?
Another night I book a taxi door to door
Has been and gone
I have never loved you more
See you anon