Heartstrings and tethers stretch
across the moments and hours.
And days spent wondering if
the last time we met would remain
as such. Much time expressed
in admiration and attention paid
to details of another far reaching
horizon. Our eyes meet,
and our departure reads like
a greeting; premature but sure
to take place. Your face shows
no sadness or depression.
There is just an expression
of anticipation, “We’ll meet again!”
We step out of our yesterdays
into this day. The newness rings familiar.
Nothing has changed. We knew
it wouldn’t so we shouldn’t
give it such gravity. Our separation
is marked by silent brevity. Each new day
brings its challenge, and in the melange
of mnemonic thought we are reunited.
Unconditional and unrequited,
but highlighted by our love of words.
Heard, yet unspoken; never broken.
We are tied to one another by our promise.
“We’ll meet again”. You can bet on it.
© Walter J. Wojtanik – 2016
Poetic Asides April Poem-A-Day Challenge 2016 – Day #20: “What Goes Unsaid?”