confusing a blank stare
for a feeling hand
something to run alongside
in the dark
something to push up
desires which have
settled over the sun
you let yourself
go to the best man
you decided against the
wind blowing your
hair through golden
summer meadows
lost in the wonder
of afternoon or
brought back before
the call of dawn
coffee and eggs
let the kiss last
a little too long
and burn the toast
before you go