Rendezvous

by Ted McMahon

Let's meet in Santa Fe
where we can stroll holding hands
along the acequina madre
then sip espresso
at the bookstore on Garcia Street.

Let's meet in Santa Fe
and bask like lizards
on the rocks at Bandelier
or explore the secrets
of remote creek beds.

Let's meet in Santa Fe
to share our stories and let
the whisper of cottonwood leaves
fill the silences between.

Let's meet in Santa Fe
and eat posole with our eggs
and laugh, and love, and turn
the calendar to the wall
for a few brief days.