lazy sunday

walking down Forest Lane we
  pass rows of bicycles
  parked outside of a cafe

men and women
          and women and men sit
          and talk stride for stride
          and write and listen

the afternoon sun blasts
    heat waves down our necks
    and all I want is a sorbet

what's the difference between
  a sorbet and a sherbet
  I ask the ice cream
  parlor man - he has no

            you run ahead
  to pet a puppy and
  drop your ice cream
  in the process

you look back at me
  with an embarrassing
  grin -
            all I can do
    is smile.

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