Only three weeks.....

[.... going back to where it began]

This morning it was three weeks since...
So I sat in the same place that we sat
..... the day we met...
and I  remembered the way you had looked.
You'd had a quirky sort of smile
and you glanced at me fleetingly....
Your smile reminded me of the Mona Lisa
so I know why my knees had trouble

I remember your voice....
.... as you spoke to me
your words were so right....
I think it slowly dawned on each of us
that this was not a casual meeting....
This was an important event for each.

Today I  walked into the car park
and looked at the ground where we had stood
.... where we held each other
It had felt so right.... the earth had held its breath
as we held so tight....

And then we both moved....
.... and our lips touched...
Such a gentle kiss....
yet so meaningful.

I remember every microsecond.....

© Ian Croft June 2019