Got a postcard from her:
St Paul's Cathedral At Night
Spent a couple of days
Trying to read between the lines:
Now I don't have to read between the lines
Talking in an empty cinema,
Walking back through Parliament Square
StJames's Park at Christmas-time:
Glimpsing the lake through the evening lights
I didn't want want there to come an end to our time
I know I'm in no position to miss her,
Shouldn't hold her so close when she goes;
Still I wonder what she was thinking
As she travelled home