There’s a secret,
a secret that I couldn’t bear
Where or when we met
made for the best conversation
I’ve ever had.
What’s the rush?
Only the thought of you moving on
with everything that reminds you of us.
Not even staring in seclusion
could churn a fine-tuned way of
beat to the breath of a suitor,
asking her to marry;
if not now, it’s not your fault.
(© 2022 AC)