The April Blizzard
When a late snowstorm arrived in April, you flew in too
Not like a whirling blizzard
Still handsome and warmer than the snow filled streets
Bright like a Californian
Smiles and laughs and my heart thawed yet again.
We had dinner at a restaurant that I favor.
A pretty young woman sat us by the window.
We re-engaged in friendly banter.
Next to the cold and snow outside,
After years of telephone conversations
Two beings suddenly across the table from one another
Eating a meal together while
Years have passed; separation lifted
Time ceased inside us.
At the end of the meal,
The pretty young woman, who served us,
Appreciated our togetherness.
Her innocent suggestion
To return for date night
Hangs in the air like frosty breath.
Your head shifts and you looked down
And there it was…
For in reality, to the contrary,
There is no us.
While her sentiment confirmed,
We looked like a couple.
Looking at her sweet, fresh face
And not wanting to dispel her hope ~
Pleasure is so fleeting.
A polite smile curved on my lips.
Joking together again outside, walking arm in arm
To avoid slipping in the snow, laughing.
Quietly inside I recognized that
Moment a ripple in the continuum appeared,
Which dictated no pretense or illusion between us.
Thanks for stopping by my kitchen.
Have a meal with friends to share love wherever you may be.