Almost

I almost forgot to post a poem tonight,
but I will never forget the first time
I linked my arm through yours
and you said, "Thank you." I might
forget I'm almost out of gas
and arrive where I'm going tomorrow
later than I'd expected because the light
came on and reminded me to stop
and fill'er up, but I will never forget
that touch. That note.
That call. That kiss. The sight
of you across a room, chance
meeting of the eyes.



(c) Ellen Gillette, 2013