she sits across from me
a frozen frame in memory
head turned
streaks of sunshine glowing on her face
her sparkling eyes staring out the window
dreaming of the life we would have together
smiling
the waitress sets our plates before us
and the woman who would be my wife
looks up and thanks her
we eat our meal
greet passersby
enjoy the bliss of oneness
now,
years later
sitting at the same table
gazing at the emptiness across from me
I wonder
did her dreams come true
mine did
tio stib
I’m sure they did!
I’m quite sure they did. The gentleness and celebration of all that was in her shines out of your verse
Thank you.
Gorgeous.
Thank you.