I remember,

in the festive night a crowd

of elated murmurs and laughter

a flash, a twist of your bodice

and I faced you, undeniably you

your eyes full and lit as if

startled with a prescience

of this unrehearsed meeting

this undeliberated parting

then drifting apart loosely

even our arms are not held out

the only nostalgia here

is an unbreakable glance

a burning memory of the ache

where our shoulders brushed

and where i look up

a silver ribbon in the stars

jubiliant, unfurling suspense

that awaited this moment

to be destined or lost to

a swifter stroke of chance

~end~