For C.

i listen to the birds
and clattering
of forks and knives
people eating
in the gardens

the wind has torn
a piece of the flag
on the square building
in the distance

we can be silent together
but when we talk
we talk about things
that matter
high paced
and animated
because we could be
dead tomorrow

and we wonder
about time
and we know
it is all relative
and i really like
the way your
mouth curves
when you smile