Glasses Smudged

Glasses smudged
By a cheek
Pressed against mine
Our lips meet
Once again
Always a surprise
A welcomed one
But unexpected
As years passed
And we grew apart
Bouncing into each other’s lives
A few times each year
But never together
Not how I wished it was
When we first met
Or how you wished it would be
On the houseboat

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