Nine Dragons

In the city of dragons
I chase a shadow
Through this crisp, cold night…
Toes turning blue in summer shoes
We climb, past forest and grey earth
Distant small dwellings.
An engine rumbles
A dog bark echoes.
Here’s a tall pink house,
Reaching its thin roof
Gracefully to the night sky,
With a slither of white light
From a vertical window.
I’m welcomed, this stranger, with
Red wine, drunk slowly,
Sardines, sausages from Waitrose
Talk of flamenco, school and you.
Through smalltalk
Blue eyes search for you
Down a valley to China
But I’ve missed you…
Chasing a shadow,
I’ve missed you.