Lonely Persons

If you would have taken the Metro
I would have picked you up,
We would've grabbed coffee,
Or tea, or whatever you're into now.

Sat, got comfortable,
Settled into malleability
And you would have humored me,
And I would have listened-
A child dipping her toes
In your stream of consciousness,
executed with that other-worldly cadence,
I'd have listened.

And taken in your face,
Steady as that tea or coffee,
You, continuing to speak,
And I would not have told you
How you stretched me;

How in two years I've not stretched, but grown
And if you would have taken the Metro
You wouldn't have been lonely,
But a lonely person
with a person to listen.
And aware, God-willing, and glad of the difference.