JUST ANOTHER DAMNED COUPLE

 When we landed in Rome
I was wearing a hangover
Like a brain haemorrhage
And you had a boil on your cheek
That had the hotel desk staring at us
Checking our passports
Checking the dates
Before handing over the key
Pointing to the lift

As far as they were concerned
We were just another damned couple
In a cheap hotel
But up in the room we didn’t feel so bad
In fact we felt blessed and
With the horns blaring outside
We lay on the bed
And made everything feel right

After we were done
I leaned over
Cleaned my glasses with your dirty pants and
Took a good look at your shattered face
The boil was raging hard and red
There was a stink of stomach coming off of you
But you never looked more lovely
And the world never felt better than it did right then
No, never better