One Night (Hooked) Poem by Brian Hinckley

All it took was just one night,
a night when everything came together.
Something sparked that lied dormant,
a question born from a kiss.

When my back turned,
the question vanished.
The liquor fumes faded,
the miles apart grew louder.

The question remains with me,
bubbling near the surface.
Distance hasn't erased it,
you and the kiss linger.

Knowing nothing may ever come,
reality hasn't abandoned hope.
Aware of the difficulties and differences,
the chance is ours for the taking.