Crossing Paths

After deluge comes the light

In a trickle at the start

It’s glows bright

To gently melt, in moments few

Into the waiting night

An evening sublime

Floats for a while

Moist with your thoughts

Drenched in your smile

That ignites, deep inside

A delicious and soothing warmth

Reluctantly I turn, to reach inside

Dull and drab, depths of life

See a flower, lying besides

The memories of our crossing paths