Some Lines Composed Too Late For St. Valentines Day.

Almost missing you,

Your photo popped up,

Footnote to the day,

Imagination drew 

Lines and leanings

That would overlay

A seaside snap -

Oversized specs,

A smile rendered

Like a mirrored crack.

So, meeting at last -

Your gentle meander,

The cool botanicals,

A slow walk past

Lovers like tangled sheets

On the grass,

And all that bright water,

Shifting in the light,

Was a shot at something 

Unimagined, slight.

So too this first glimpse

Of unwoken love,

Faintly uncurling,

But hovering somewhere

Above.