In the little moments
that surprise and come
unbidden, like this morning
when we were having coffee
and you smiled at me.
I said nothing, nothing at all
about how much I liked it.
I did not tell you, and then
the moment was lost,
submerged into the rush
to get us out the door,
to work less prepared
and so much less fortified
than we each could have been.
I Fail You
Apr 01, 2002