any day now

remembering how to hold your hand
kiss your lips
feel you arms around my waist
as the memory slips
and the nights grow long,
the days grow cold:
i'm resisting the call
to being bought or sold
like a pawn on a chess board
being expected to behave,
to forgo any romance
which i might crave...
i love the laughter of a hearty joke,
the singing of a song
there's nothing down the middle
that's completely right or it's wrong!
thank you so much for being smart,
helping to maintain a healthy heart
here's a hint for how i feel
laughing as i slip on my banana peel:
an adventurous hike for a least a mile;
the cherished memory of a baby's smile;
a puppy jumps while the kittens play,
and a lover asks how i've been today.
no quarantine or lonely time
can negatively affect my rhyme
as the minutes tick and the hours slide
hoping to end this game of hide
and seek
with a quick peek
out the front door
expecting any day now to see more
smiling faces.