The main event

A white October sky
         as the day disentangles
from the cool night
         If there were stars
I failed to see them
         or an eclipse of the moon
I missed that too
         The day ahead
will be full and pleasing
         and will end in deep
satisfaction when we meet
         We are hours away
from each other
         but the time will soon pass
because that’s what times does
         it passes leaving barely a trace
but for the love
         we manage to live

At the moment
         as I sip my morning coffee
I am staring into space
         the space through which
I will drift
         until we are together again 
under our very own patch of sky 
         beneath which we are  
for each other at least
         the main event

John Lyons