My Leg Around Yours Poem by L C Vieira

You're in meetings in Prague
and I'm here at Jake's table,
our favorite fish house
this side of the border.

I lean close to where you'd sit
next to me, our legs entwined,
touching, playing.
I wrap my own around the chair
and think how real you feel.

How close you are,
even now.

My daughter asks me what I'm thinking,
secrets spilling from my smile.
I whisper your name
and float on waves, far away -
back into you.

(2004)