Picadilly Jack

Picadilly Jack

I said you'd regret this day

when after locking lips and walking through the metalwork of the V&A

you told me you weren't ready.

Your face gave nothing away and only your squeezing my hand told me you agreed.

And so you left me, humiliated and bewildered on the Piccadilly,

having to explain to the remaining passengers why,

after a journey of loaded kisses,

you departed so quickly.

Get Yourself Some Friends: A Love Story

Get Yourself Some Friends: A Love Story

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