We walked.
You wore my chapeau
And pink
And leaned
To see something closer
And I did, too.

And it was art.

Today I walked
Alone
Where you were pink
And wore my deck.

(I’d forgotten
you were talking
to someone else
on the phone).*

And I wondered
Why we couldn’t
Walk that way
Again.

*Added the next day when I saw the photo of her wearing my hat … and talking on the phone.