Adrian Slatcher writes poetry, fiction and criticism, and lives in Manchester.
A suitable poem for Valentine’s Day, one I wrote, oh, years ago, you don’t need to know.
One Day You Will Ask Me
One day you will ask me what I think of you.
My tongue ties, words stammer, eyes dip to the ground.
I say I’ve not thought of what you are asking,
But can’t say I’ve never, for that’s not the truth.
All I can offer you now is a puzzle –
That fixed like the pole star and fluid as magma,
My thoughts are confusion, both concrete and jumbled,
Both twisted and straight, half in awe of you.