Last Tuesday morning my facebook status said:
one year ago tonight. it began in an alley. i love you more than i knew was even possible. ♥
I was sending a personal message as I am wont to do and dropping a hint or two.
Tuesday was S and my pre-anniverary. One year previous she had joined me for my then usual Monday eve at Crane Alley. We had dinner and drinks and talked. For five and a half hours.
Our official 1st anniversary is today but as that evening was so very important to me I wanted to commemorate it. I began the below poem on the 8th and did a bit more work on it on the 9th or 10th and some final minor tweaking on Tuesday.
We had a “super secret date” scheduled for Tuesday evening although I figured S would surely know what I had planned. Whenever she has asked me to secret dates I have been completely surprised. Yet, she didn’t know. Now I’m not claiming it was much—though it was appropriate—as we simply had dinner and drinks. In an Alley.
It Began In An Alley
a short, long, year ago
on a lovely night in May
a premonition of the future
sat with me for a while
in an Alley.
talking, commiserating, we spent hours
laughing, learning, longing
unknown to both
this was simply a prelude
to the loving.
which began
in an alley.
Happy anniversary, my love. May there be many, many more.
