22:40 PM

As swift as a swallow,
she left-shoulders the New Moon
down Priory Lane,
until changing rhythm,
without losing motion,
by ducking sideways
through the broken archway,
which Sentinels the top,
of the now rarely used,
Smugglers 75 Steps.
Almost skipping, expertly,
in rapid descent,
skirt raised slightly
with one ivory hand,
holding balance
with the outstretched other.
Smiling at last, I leave cover
of the Harbour’s shadows,
and running towards her,
like a teenager again…
The Empress, 2 Of Cup’s,
The Magician Card in seconds.

Paul Tristram is a widely published Welsh writer, who’s currently up to his elbows in Magic, and long may it remain this way. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.