How odd a feeling

To see you now,

After years

Of silence.

A screen door

Locked

Between our worlds

The earthquake of my heart

Has moved to my feet

We didn’t love

A brief brush of hands

Tender words

But you were my world!

Do you remember how fireflies ruled the nights?

We, two travelers, grasping at their guiding lights.

We couldn’t have known that they soon would go

The path that almost was

Is written on the pages

Of a hidden yellow book

Occasionally it opens

To keep it rosy

Your eyes find mine

Smile

She grabs your hand