One of my happiest memories of you

Is when you met me at the railway station

Wearing only a long raincoat and sensible shoes

We sat on the stairs leading to platform two

And shared a coffee and a small candle cake

It was my birthday and when it was quiet

You would part your legs and place my hand

On your wet bush and suggest light pressure

We later went home and celebrated our love

I always think of this whenever I use these stairs