Plane Vapours - Kirsty McGee

Do you remember one morning last winter

When frost sealed all the windows

You could see your breath in candyfloss

Clouds in the sky that were cut through by plane vapours

And the blue of the morning was colder than your hand

When you took my small hand

Into your large hand

And you pressed the two together

And they fitted like a glove

The coat that you were wearing

Was of many different colours

But i pulled a thread out of the hem

And it was brown just like your eyes

You said that i was something

That was steady and reliable

I held your world together — i was cotton in your coat

And you took my heart

But i don’t think i noticed

Till i woke up here without it

On the morning that you left…

Morning here is cloudy

There’s a fire out on the leaf pile

And the leaves are getting wetter

All the trees are getting blacker

In a week or maybe two weeks

Frost will seal up all the windows

And i will lie and think of you

Standing in your coloured coat

And the way you loved the winter

More than any man i’ve ever known

And the way your skin looks amber

In the turning of the light

I saw you in the street

And you said nothing much had happened

You said nothing much had changed

But your eyes had changed their colour

Maybe they were a little redder

Or maybe just the light

Could be i was tired (when i’m tired i don’t see right)

And you took my small hand

Into your large hand and you pressed the two together

And they fitted like a glove

And you said i’ll see you

(maybe next week next month next year)

I’ll see you (and then you turned away)

And the clouds in the sky

Were cut through by plane vapours

And the blue of the morning was colder than your hand