There had been that gap in time

Separate.

I wondered about your smile,

Missed your voice

The tone between soothing and sarcasm

Wondered if the losses had deepened in your eyes

Wanting to see again that light

Knowing too much had not been done,

Affections lingering

Hung by questions.

Your arms around my neck

The scent of your hair

The perfume of your skin.

Then a smile and Why you asked.

Because there are flowers

And it is a good day to bring them to you.