I sat at my desk like I do everyday
Useless searching And typing away
Looking for one page TAX 550 starting with XC
not LW in a database of 200 thousand and three
when suddenly
I remembered what it felt like to kiss you
Back in high school
In your living room
How comfortable I felt on your L shaped couch
the softness of your lips
the innocence of a boy who didn’t really know
how to kiss
the smell of your cologne
(that still finds me in the city)
and your house
candles and cigarettes.
And I paused and remembered you
And all the smiles you brought me
And I paused – long enough to smile
And be a little sad
At the many wrong turns
I may have made.





© 2008 by Danielle Romanick