when we were star-crossed lovers, you wanted
to sit at the café beneath the old town walls
and eat and drink a beer. I wanted to climb
the old town walls and photograph the ruined
chapel and dream in the quiet green above
the Rhine. You wanted to have an ice cream
and I wanted to shop. You wanted to follow
the swans and take their photo and I wanted
to catch the boat. I wanted to watch the castles
glide sun-glinting by and you wanted to rest
in the shade. You wanted to make me happy.
At home, I wanted to kiss you but you slept.
I read a book, waiting for planets to re-align.