A poem of love rekindled.
The sun sets behind the foothills,
a beautiful pink and purple.
The blank white screen
ahead of us
shimmers to life
as ads of
acrobatic hot dogs
and
dancing ice cream bars
appear.
The seats recline and
we slide into the backseat.
Arm around me
heads leaned close together,
talking of future and past,
we wait for a movie to start.
As darkness descends
the movie begins,
we slip into the comfort of
each other,
a comfort on hold for over 8 months.
I catch his glance
in the glow from the screen
his eyes dart away,
embarrassed to be caught.
But his thoughts are clear,
resounding in my own mind…
we just might make this work.
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