That in the silence we once met
When hearts don’t speak or even see
Is strange – remember on the set
At Half Moon – who knew what’s to be?
Yet in the year-plus that’s between
That and our get-together time
Fates conjured madly till they’d seen
Us safely one. Fates were sublime.
Together on the fringe once more
Some forty years since meeting there –
Experienced in lovers’ lore
We’ve not the least regret to share
But only thanks. For fortune deems
That in each other we find our dreams