Patience

for I am missing you too
and have plotted our reunion carefully.
Restraint
some cordial greetings, a handshake perhaps
kiss on the cheek and tell me how you’ve been
awkward this
We’ll sit on the sofa to hear of our travels and adventures
savoring, waiting,
Anticipation
then I will begin
“tell me. . .” and the conversation will turn from innocence
and you will make yourself distant and available
politely telling the expected lies,
Feigning surprise at my suspicions
Until worn down with frustration
I believe you