A man crossing the street,
one parking an old white Monte Carlo,
another paying for grapes at the check-out
20 items or less…
I see you everywhere
and hear a voice inside
with your tone, rhythm and melody,
whispering, “Never let me go!”
A movie, an actor, a theme
parallel to our lifetime
brings a thought, some moment frozen in time –
you and I in heat,
no longer teenagers but impersonating youth,
legs intertwined, us puzzled by the flexibility
the way lovers find one another
over and over without inhibitions.
I see you in a distance
or hear your breathing next to me
as I search through darkness on my bed
only to find pillows warming my body.
I watch you in my dreams
somewhere in the mountains
as we talked about so many times,
but I am here,
you are elsewhere.
For now I see you everywhere…
in the new faces I smile at,
a stranger unable to reach my heart,
and I know you will come to me once again
on the first day
of the rest of our lives.