Minding
We walked, holding hands,
where we had walked
many times before.
“Darn. We missed the sunset“
she said.
“Just a little too late,“ I replied.
But, that’s okay, I thought,
as we looked out from the shore.
We are gonna see so many more
And I sighed.
Outwardly? Maybe? Likely
Definitely inside
What a wonderful revelation
My mind couldn’t seem to hide.
“It’s cooled right off out,
without the sun.”
“A little brrr,” I said,
as we continued on.
“Yup. That time of year,”
she replied.
I’m already looking forward
to getting into bed
Said the voice inside my head.
There were lots of people walking.
She said “hello“ to one of her students
from a class last year.
So, said my wandering mind,
I have to keep my thoughts here
We kept walking and talking,
our quickened steps crunching
on leaves and wood.
“It’s going to be even chillier
when we’re camping.”
“It sure is,“ I agreed,
as I already sat by the fire.
The warmth of the campfire feels so good
I could feel it … I really could
Then, we are both lying in our tent,
together, between sleeping bags
As I continue in my mind.
It was a crisp visualization
that it could easily find.
It was such a peaceful night,
she suggested a longer walk.
“It’s only a kilometer or so more.”
My libido hesitated. Well...
But my contentment answered.
“Sure. A little longer would be nice.“
The back of my thoughts,
the same as before.
Already through the bedroom door
I squeezed her hand. Just because.
She squeezed mine.
We continued at our steady pace.
We should be home in half an hour
Again, the smile on my face.
We completed our walk,
only releasing our grip
as we got to the car.
“As usual, a very pleasant stroll,
despite the chill.”
I looked her way.
“It really was.” She smiled.
My mind struggling to stay where we are
Very glad that our drive is not too far
“Looking forward to a warm blanket“
she said, as I started the car.
“Yes,” I said. “So am I.”
In fact, I was already under there
Feet touching … Hand on your thigh
We held the opposite hands
as we drove home.
The night’s walk complete.
The vehicle, silent for a while.
She, lost in her thoughts,
and me, transfixed on mine.
In the bed … Under the blanket
Her, sitting quiet in her seat
My hand … Her thigh … And feet on feet
It was hard to concentrate on the road.
My mind, negotiating those other curves,
while I managed stay in my own lane.
Perhaps I do think those thoughts too much?
But, really, what could be more sane?
(It’s no wonder I spend so much time,
Happily lost, inside my brain)
“Anything we need to stop for?”
I asked her,
as we got nearer to her hood.
She glanced my way,
“I have everything I need.
Let’s just hurry home.“
She had just read my mind.
And we both completely understood.
“Yes indeed … Our life is good.”