LXXIV: The Seven Days of July: ii

Night

I tried to tell you that the night was warm,

but, naturally you were off in bed.

I reached out with my hand to take your arm,

but, naturally I was gone ahead.

I wanted to be close as we two walked

beyond the city limits through the glen.

I yearned to see your smile as we talked,

but lone I was, and lone I am again.

If I had had the words I would have said

that I…