I wasn't expecting it -
his return was unplanned
in my mind.
but he returned to my arms
with his half moon crescent smile
shining radiance on my day.
but it was only a moment,
a millisecond in my life
before we were torn apart - again.
and this time,
instead of singing and whooping away,
his exit was marked on a bus.
he smiled from his window
until the bus started, and chugged
down the dusty road.
all that's left -
a shadow of his smile in my soul,
and my heart still swooning.