Found myself at a party

of a mutual friend.

When I say ‘friend’

What I really mean is:

A means to an end

To get within half a shot

Of speaking to you again.

You were sat in the front room.

You were spinning a globe

Then you stopped it with your finger

Just to see where it landed:

Somewhere in the middle of

The southern Atlantic.

Waves rolling,

Gently floating,

Sundown as we hit

The Uruguayan coast.

Feeling right on time,

On a beach in Montevideo.

Drinking dry white wine,

On a beach in Montevideo.

We were out in the garden

And it started to rain,

I couldn’t complain.

I was only out there ‘cause

You wanted to smoke,

I usually don’t

But I just wanted

some more time with you.

Couldn’t tell if you liked me,

I was stuck in my head

And then you said

“The moon is watching us from

Behind that cloud, did I just say that out loud? Bet you think I’m really strange don’t you?”

Hearts racing,

Eyes gazing,

Lips embracing,

So amazing.

Feeling right on time,

On a beach in Montevideo.

Drinking dry white wine,

On a beach in Montevideo.