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