Reaching

the day started so grey and sad,
a dark misted rain obscuring everything
and the colours of spring dimmed
we go about our seperate days,
I here
you there
struggling, living, working

and every now and then
I reach for you
knowing your arms are waiting
knowing your smile quirks your lips
knowing your eyes meet mine in that
sexy sloe stare, that half promise
half challenge
that always makes me smile

and the weather just doesn't matter
if it's windy and warm there
or cold and clammy here
we are reaching each other
together