Love Song

"It will never happen, at least not in my lifetime. . ."

A lifetime, you say.

How long is that?

A few songs, your clothes left to dry,

Some apples, a sudden sunset,

The visiting flu, a poem or two,

And your set of lost keys,

To unlock the future.

The future?

Our inescapable passage

Through people, time, traffic lights,

Milestones, noise, love,

To name a few, my dear.