I fall into bed feeling
Your back –
Curved, shielding,
A seawall
Against the yearning
Surge of my affection.
Your breathing,
A laboured measure
Of nights marking
The cooling sorrow
Of our loving
Fall to separation.
Malcolm Highfield is retired and lives in Portugal. He has had a varied working life and a chaotic personal life! A constant has been his love of writing. Having amassed a large collection of verse he now feels it is time to send some of his work out into the world.
