looked first at your shoes
the typical ones
black slip-ons like your dad’s
I remember your hands, too
were like your dad’s

all over again there you were
greyer than I remember but hell
what do I remember
anymore

got time for
coffee today
what else to do
just a moment or two
to unwind a few
thoughts

do you remember me
I’ve only aged a bit
still beautiful to you
I wonder

we were not the same
was it me or you to blame
that silence prevailed our meeting

coffee no talk
sip and go on