The romance of sunlit doorways 

On hot summer days 

The vacancy of the light

Has always captured my attention  



I saw you standing 

On a wooden jetty at sunrise

The sun was just breaking the clouds 

Yet the air was already warm 


You were wearing a damp chemise 

To keep you cool in the early breeze

I had arranged to meet you for coffee 

At the Café des portes under the climbing sun