Do you remember
how you waited for me in the rain
and your socks squelched
I think about the walk we took in the trees
when you talked of your plans
for somewhere else,
and I wondered if I could ever travel there.
Do you wonder, sometimes,
at the distance that can be at once
too far to see
and too close to touch?
I only ask because
I'm still wearing these wet socks,
squelching in the rain.