A year!
From last new year to this Christmas,
Five encounters and a few messages,
Some cryptic, taciturn and some effervescent.
It was our first
When we met once
At a coast
Under hot sun
Where the Caribbean and Atlantic embraced.
Sharing was spontaneous
Parting was routine.
Neither planned a second
Nor anticipated one.
It was another chance.
Tentative,
Sharing ennui and sparing time
Over the aroma of Columbian coffee.
The next one was easy.
Told each other
The tales of our fateful journeys;
Travel and travail,
People loved and lost.
But, affairs many, remained unshared
When we left.
Intimate was the fourth
In a dark stormy night
We kissed and hugged.
I said, “l like our meeting.”
You parted with a smile.
Last night
Bright were the moon and the stars
Clear was the sky,
Clouds touched the sea.
Tender was the embrace,
Comforting and warm;
Wet were our lips.
As we parted as never before,
Blowing a neat smile,
You said, “Forget me not.”
