I walked out tonight,
Visited my friend
Who left
Some years ago.

Quiet in the first snow.

And I sit
Upon the wet ground,
Unconcerned
Of my comfort,
Only concerned
Of our love.

A love not broken
By death or distance.

And I talk to you
As the light
Turns red to green
To yellow
Then back again.

I whisper a goodbye,
Kiss the wet dirt
And snow
Where you lay sleeping.

Saying I'll be back
Soon,
Soon.

I leave you
To the wind
And wet ground,

And I wonder
Of the things
I first saw,
The lessons
You taught me.

The things of love.

Of love.

(To My Romeo)
1993-2002.