Do you remember all those years ago when we first met? We were both so
shy and I had scarce enough courage to walk up to you one morning to ask you
out on a date
It was not long ago I revisited that country town and stood in that same
spot for the last time where we conversed in the very beginning arranging a
date, looking at each other, me suggesting a Jazz club, you preferring to go
To and fro we tried to agree where we should go. All the time I looked
into your eyes and you into mine.
We were both rooted to the spot and now late for work neither had the
strength to part or stop observing the other. I wanted to kiss your nose and
later you told me you liked that I was tall and this alone seemed sufficient
that we should spend the rest of our lives together.
So we decided to go to a movie in your home town (So then we could later
walk back to your home alone in the dark).
Much has changed in this town but nothing has eroded that memory. Today
the weather is overcast and the rain will fall as will my tears.
Tomorrow I will take your ashes and place them in your favourite place
where I shall walk through the trees and the thick vegetation with the insects
buzzing and crows calling overhead, to that secret lake where you had taken me to
so many years before and told me that was where you wanted to lay down and rest
forever for you were happiest there.
I woke to the sun shining at the break of the following day and made my
promised journey with all the cells in my body weeping for you as we went on
our last date together.