you come to me, love
at these quiet times
kaleidoscope colors
leaves falling
into the wet darkness
then laying still
evening’s solitude
aren’t we beautiful
walking, together?
the cafe-sidewalk
memories spinning
anyone watching
can plainly see
our love’s
and then
an intruder
with his hand
on your leg
and more–
smiles, laughter
and wine
in vino veritas
and I am reminded
that I am
the intruder
in this daydream
my love
so, it ends

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