Come Sit Beside Me

There is an empty space at the small table
a chair pulled up nicely
tugged in comfortably
would you take a seat beside me?

From a distance I could see you
approaching as I gaze over the table
Looking the way you should look
just simply you
I put my legs up on the table and

suck in the fresh air that
smells like tulips or is it the sweet scent
of grapes that climb?

I just love the way the sun shines
to create lines of shadow that
seem to envelope me and you
As we exchange conversations
we could almost tell each other
this is simply a morning
to remember...
would you again
take a seat beside me

The next time we meet?