there was no tv no radio nothing
in the place my friends had taken for the summer
no scene in the village nearby
so evenings we’d walk in the ancient vineyard
near Avignon southern France
she had questions to ask about my plans my future
& like any soft fool in love
I told her to stick with me we may not be rich
but I’d make life interesting
& I did my best to make all that true
but what I had regretfully
sadly singularly failed to do
was to extract similar promises
from her
which unfortunately
she certainly
lived up to
