I touched your skin
You gripped my heart
Was I the best
You said the worst
Was leaving on a bus
The shadow warmth if
Our hands empty
Or happiness found
In the shine of your smile
Was I the worst
The best you said
Replaced the last
Flickering shade of
Yesterday’s lost love
Was I the one
The alpha to your
Dreams of golden
Medalled paths
Between the love
Of final words
(C) Frankie mcgivney