We walked along the edge of night
like lovers seeking some secret destination —
the slow pace, the glances; kisses,
eyes crossing under the street lamps.
The quickened pace in the rain, surprise:
forcing us to cling in the wind’s sad motion.
Even at the corner, in the dark of that alleyway,
knowing as we know and are known —
emptied of the pain, memories;
we touched and it was too much, reluctant…
reaching at last the place of light
and darkness, our midnight rendezvous.
©2021 S.C. Hickman