Life Lingers
A tree silhouettes his outline
Tall and dark he leans against the trunk
Quietly staring, glancing, thinking, waiting
Legs crossed, right hand in pocket
He thumbs through coins and keys
Nervous anticipation sees him tapping his right foot
He looks at his watch, turns his head
And sees her approaching him.
A huge smile spreads the lines of his face
He holds out a hand to greet her
She takes it and draws to him
Tilting her head to one side
As he moves his lips down to meet hers
In gentle embrace
Life lingers
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