Presented Without Comment

I rode up to your window.

Then outside two stories down from you
I was looking on the ground for to

Hunt up small sticks and rocks,
Like signal flares to launch.

But you were already watching.
A distress call detected before it ever was sent.

Still,

I bounced a pebble off the window screen
And with a smile asked if you would meet

Me down by the water.
Where I was shuffling my feet,

When you met me on the rail bridge.
Water rushing beneath.

Took a pause for a long while.
The day could've been longer, were it earlier in the year.