Another Day. Poem by Terry Collett

We have kissed
at another time
than this,
have embraced
and faced a far
different reaction.

There is action far off:
you cough and hold
your hand there,
and stare
into the darkness.

Let us caress,
you say to me.

The sea is nearby,
I reply,
gazing at the dark sky
and bright moon.

They'll come soon,
you say,
along the bay
and up the hill.

We lie still;
ears alert, eyes gazing.

Far off
a red town is blazing;
screams are heard
and still hearing;
enemies are nearing.

Time is ticking away;
tomorrow, my love,
another day.