Coffee With The Captain Poem by Susan Lacovara

He opens the door to her daydreams
Lets them out to tiptoe wander
Much the way a cat creeps up on a bird
Her steps so purposely placed
Cautiously making no small noises
To disturb and scare away
What so vivid in her sight

He has not yet seen
The soft stare of her eyes
Nor heard her morning sighs
But the notes he sends smell of Summer
Gardenias and goodness

His day begins photographing the dawn
Colors of kindness and hues of hope
Making sure she sees what his heart knows
A sharing while she sips her coffee

They touch across time and travel
A warming to blend their tales and time
She cooks and serves his dinner
Although facing an empty chair
There, for just a little longer
Until he pulls his anchor up