Lost and Found

Notes after our fights,

pen art, talks only in

the written form.

Little diary pages.

I read them all.

Highlighted words.

Question marks. Circles.

Your questions, my answers,

Our to and fro, only in

the scribbled form.

Moments found —

Our soul energy

flowing across

sitting quiet together

at a wine bar.

A naive thought —

If I pushed a little hard

would you have

stayed

a little long.