I did not want my mind to go there 
I did my best not to let it wander 
into the desolation of my imagination 
so as a distraction 
I looked up the words of the day 
they so perfectly detailed the situation 
and the lines and rhymes started 
to flood my mind
a narrative began to form 
scribbles in excitement 
a poem was about to be born. 

Their eyes met in cryptic exchange
heated on his part, 
annoyed she was way too early
for their rendezvous.
Hours early 
he still had work to do.
She smiled back oblivious
but she knew and took this time
to reclaim her space
make others aware of her face
why she was there 
and who she was there for.
He questioned his choice on this rapprochement
maybe he had re-established this relationship too soon.
Was this going to be a regular scene…