It’s peaceful now. The afternoon is still.
The street is quiet. Voices very dear
Reach up the stairs, caress me like a thrill
From heaven. I am home and you are here.
Seagulls- you see them all your life
And hear them- that cacophony!
Far inland even on Parliament Hill
Whether for sex or comfort,
Oh, cuddle me! of course I’m like a child,
Look at me, big sixty...
