I saw you from a distance

Your face familiar. 

We spoke of love and loss 

Mutual friendships. 

The conversation got deeper

The weather grew dim

I saught refuge in your home 

The home of a stranger.

We continued to disect the world and its woes

 I saw on the self a familiar title

A book that I loved as a girl. 

I said, "wow, I love that book

a collection of poems."

you replied, "Me too." 

Reaching

We lifted the corner of our sleeves

Our ink revealed. 

Individual forevers now connected 

The image stamped forever. 

From the same poem in the book on the shelf. 

An Invitation for friendship.