By crickettt@hotmail.com
Date: 18 September 1998

Season Passing

Streets full, couples milling round ....
eyes staring at the ground.
Stars laughing overhead, 
meeting shadows that I dread.

Hands on the city clock ....
building to building talk.
Private jokes told too soon,
dancing to the lover's tune.

We were children in the night ...
bodies one, touch delight.
Sweat to slumber, kiss on brow, 
I wonder if you see me now?

Faded dreams and memories share ....
your presence everywhere.
Summer mood turns to fall,
were you even there at all?