risk
There you were, riding back into my life on your steel horse
Tall, lean, more vibrant than my memory of you.
We rode, we ate, we drank, we talked.
Creed, Home Depot, used book stores, Monday night jazz
Philosophy, sociology, political science and just plain bull.
The red truck, Flight and the bike.
I needed to grow, you said. I needed to take risks.
I took a risk, and when you took the ultimate risk
and lost
so did I.