You passed over me tonight
like fresh air and the scent of
you
like old friends and notebooks
scraps and sketches
and
my favorite word
joining together strings of words
once separate, now
side by side.
I miss
you and me
(now you
me)
there and here
instead of 6 blocks
or a cheap phone call
or a drive by
meet me in the upstairs classroom
where I learned
to admire you
like the friend you were
are still
only
now too far from which to
learn
and too far from which to
know again
