As we lay in bed you told me that our dream lives were over

And that we were both imprisoned by our decaying thoughts

I pulled the sheet back to reveal your nudity and kissed your cunt

It was as real to me as had been on the day that we first met

The colour and the texture of your pubic hair had not changed

In my lifetime I have travelled underground on many occasions

Does it matter who I am or who you pretend to be

I was looking out of our coastal windows at the sea

The sunrise in Walmer had surpassed all my expectations

It was a mix of pinks and golds set against the fading night sky

I soon returned to our bed and lay between your legs as I often did in reflection