Kindred: by Francesca Bossert

 

Your wiggly walk

That gorgeous smile

Our carefree banter

Through endless night.

 

Giggles with Goldie

Naughty smokes

Silly photos

Avocado toast.

 

Christa in Carouge

Valerie too

Midnight Dancing

Level 42.

 

Moulin a Danse

What shall we wear?

Who will we dance with?

D’you think he’ll be there?

 

Office crushes

John Valentine

Local rock stars

Too much wine.

 

Doctor in the duvet

Peekaboo!

What does he look like?

Ooh good for you!

 

My blue-eyed lawyer

With thick black hair

We smooched in your apartment

You said, “Go get a room!”

 

Our kindred spirits

Connected through the years.

My solar powered girlfriend,

Ibiza’s creative queen.