Fish & Chips

This is for Richard Archer, who loves this poem. Richard is an excellent poet himself and was a book coming out very soon-Poems from the Bus, you can find out more about Richard's work here skaggythepoet.wordpress.com

I want fish and chips

First of all let’s share a kiss

As we sit on the sofa

Tender moment’s enveloping

But first I want fish and chips

As we sit in the flat

Linked together arm in arm

Making new memories

Like a sweet chocolate bar

Let’s have fish and chips

My tummy is rumbling

Amongst all the fumbling

Our music blares out

Like a statement of intent

We need to have fish and chips

I just might need an operation

To be separated from you

A G&T and lager

Like a minute of drama

Are we going to have fish and chips?

The times getting on

The shop will be shut

As we lean in to each other

For the sweetest of touch

Shall we just have some toast?

I don’t want to go out

Cos each moment apart

Is bad for my health