In Passing

Nostalgic glimpse of her just now, Mere passing glance outside this store, Her older face reminding how We dated once in days of yore When tight, we’d cling all through a dance Or wallow in wet sultry kiss— It floods my mind, our brief romance, Those heady nights of passion’s bliss, But lives diverge, we grew apart; Our flame went out, a brief duet, And now a wife controls my heart, So on I walk, free from regret.