Tin foil heats the henna on your head
Copious amounts of wine, usually red
Stupidly hot chilli's
Nights on postage stamp beds
Luff shoes and burping beans
Memories of innocent things
Curlyred hair that you preferred straight
Posting you home, stamps on your head
Choosing duvet's with sun's and stars
Dreaming of Triumph Herald convertible cars
Life was dull before you walked in
Has flown too fast now you've walked on.
Bruce Tomalin - 14th March 2004