The Travel Partner

 

Where do we go from here?

You with your suitcase and me with mine.

Will I follow for a while?

Would we share a glass of wine?

Or will I drift behind and lose you in the crowd?

I’ll hang back like rain held in a cloud.

Oh, but were things different, I would rain

And I would rain and then again and again.

In front of us a couple spoke in Dutch

I handed back your coffee cup, our hands did touch

Leave your seat, you offered politeness

I obliged and with the same and simple quietness

And then I quickly chanced to look,

Your hands holding and your face locked in a book

To see if I could see you without you seeing

I risked with all the courage of my being

I would not look away, I took my chances

And I covered you with slow and longing glances.

But now we are stood in the slow and shuffling line,

You with your suitcase and me with mine.

Where do we go from here?

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