Susan, still, revisited in the aftermath

How about a custard, or lunch in my arms?

God how I appreciated your suggestions.

We were together at critical times,

both for each others reasons,

new life came into being

while we adjusted our perceptions.

Old lives changed forever,

just the reaction of what was to be.

We moved to a plain,

Undefined

where you do what you say you're going to do.

The point was not us,

but in the "each" we exchanged.

We sang, friends, and the force we found

gave us the smiles found etched in our photographs.