The coffee is warm and burns my taste buds
Your laughter is happy and fills me with gladness
For despite the uncertainty
The flowing waves between now and eternity
The both of you stand here before me
Offering me strength
Filling me with hope
Of better things
Yet to come.
We sit and talk about the future
That foreign, alien, odd, ridiculous entity
Which threatens you and me
Only maybe at different times
You share my worry
You feel my fear
(Insert joke here)
And I feel fine.
We walk in a row
You, me and her
And we laugh and scramble our sentences together
As if between you, me and her
There is only youmeandher.
People look at us and smile with amusement
At this melding of souls
Simultaneous and overflowing
As our words mingle together in the smokey breeze
Rarely a serious tone in check
Various nicknames abounding
What have I ever done to deserve this
To be
Youmeandher?
*To be read with this ditty played in the background:Labels: music, self-reflections