We wander wetlands and mountains 

surrounded by the safety of a sofa

two bodies intricately intertwined

confusingly connected. 

We are amazingly alike.

An old hobbit hobbles between the walls of his home 

slowly penning his past before he forgets.

A young hobbit hops between ferns

and stumbles upon an old friend.

A wizard is never late, nor is he early. 

He always arrives precisely when he chooses to.

We cite the script with every breath

appreciating a life of gardening and meadhalls

a sequence of frames frozen within a memorised three hours and forty-eight minutes

searching tirelessly for 

a shortcut to mushrooms 

signalling a safe haven to retreat to.

We are amazingly alike.

Where we started in the polite dance of 

just tea, thank you.

we now have a routine of frequent film screenings,

lunch, ice cream dessert, 

and woodland dog walks while the sun still shines.

We are amazingly alike. 

I will share this sofa with you until

I feel old Gandalf, scraped thin like butter on too much bread.

but it will be a blessing

not a consuming power-obsessing curse

familiar and safe, with 

all the comforts of home.

We will wander West Sands and mountains 

surrounded by safe whispers and fen

two bodies intricately intertwined

completely connected.