speck of gold

i get up
have a shower get dressed
get into my car
drive park
get out
walk
sit down
and a woman runs her fingers through my hair
cutting
idle chit-chat
but the action bears a feeling of such intimacy
as if in this banal act
we share a deep love communicated only through physical touch
i close my eyes for a moment as she cuts
there is no other place i would rather be
such a lovely woman
nameless
as i too am nameless to her
she finishes
i stand as if waking from a long restful night’s sleep filled with warm and pleasant dreams
get into my car
drive