Here

Here we meet
in the last of this wild evening's light
birdsong and the rustling of new leaves
a curious dog sniffs welcome
I see that kite clinging
to the top branches
far beyond any reach
I want so much to slip
our two warm hands together
fingers interwoven
to speak to each other
in those soft tones
I have been missing you so long
and miss you still
here in the last
of this wild evening's light