Do You Remember

 

Do you remember

Holding hands in anticipation of tomorrow

Of not saying anything

                    In case the anything came out all wrong

Or gave away a truth

Of holding your breath

                    At the searing of a gentle touch

                                        Which lasted half a life

Of meeting eyes and wondering

                    What thoughts lay in their depths

                                        Coloured by blushing cheeks

Of the joy and laughter felt

                    At the clever words which

                                        wrapped a fear in a mask of joy

Of that pining absence felt

                    In the absent hours spent wondering

                                        Will this end.

And now

The acceptance of togetherness

The familiarity of a predictable presence

Taken for granted, yet

Viewed in the thought of that inevitable parting

While living for the now.