bittersweet to have met so late in life
like the chocolate which melts on our tongues,
freshly baked, our eyes are dazzled by
the icing is rich with cognac and cream,
whipped to perfection, topping to
a cake laced with nutmeg and vanilla.
how sweet and elegant, this cake.
and us, a background of black and white,
light and dark blue and pink squares.
long ago, I painted those squares
and where the pink met the blue,
I met you.