sunday poetry

I didn't know I could fall in love again
I was so sure that I had moved on
from walking in your shadow

I had long given up on
making sense of your every nook and crevice
you were always so hard to get to know

but yet I am overwhelmed
by the comfort, the tenderness
of your embrace
picking up from where we left off

and despite both of us being a little older
having gone our separate ways
I can't help but be drawn by your mystique
and reckless abandon when it comes to indulgence

oh montreal, I have missed you