I didn’t mean to wake you.
Of all people, I totally get
the need to curl up and nap
in the warm sun after endless days
of clouds and rain.
The breeze is strong enough to
dull the droning noise of
cars speeding over the bridge
a few hundred feet away.
And the water lapping the pier’s
underside is hypnotic.
Alas, the vibration of my soft steps
has awoken you and your love. The
closer I get, the more you move
towards your mate, protective,
until, finally, I cross the imaginary
line of your patience. Your spread wings
are dull and lovely as you both take off
into the wind, gently gliding
to a safer, quieter place to nap,
leaving me to my lonely walk.
By Ram Lopez
19 May 2015