Genevieve

Can we sit and talk a while

You don't mind, behind that smile

I like to use your favourite mug

It's my favourite too

Because it feels like you

It's safe, and warm and sweet

In this room, on this chair

You were always there, and you're here

My tea tastes better, now.

When I'm 6, When I'm 9

When I'm 17 and 25

Can I call you on the phone?

Your apparitions have been mine

Inseparable by time

Your memory courses through my veins.

Can we sit and talk a while

You don't mind, behind that smile...