I walked with you
in a damp evening
of fresh smells
and muffled sounds.
I walked holding your hand
in mine.
A simple moment
let the light through
a respite from the darkness.
I walked next to you
in the evening mist
like we were one
and it was impossible to think of anything else.
And then I cried
overwhelmed
knowing the sweeter the moment
the more cruel and bitter
the future could be.
But tonight
I’ll fall asleep
with your taste
in my mouth,
and the game of your fingers with mine.Tomorrow
I’ll deal with the impossible again.
For love.