love like that

we used to wave
from one window to the next
across the street, the alley,
above
the drug store, ten floors up.
we'd blow a kiss
to one another, but had never
met, not in person.
never a spoken word between us.
no rain or snow could stop our love.
we were silhouettes
in front of the light,
behind a pane of glass. but
this was good enough. true
love in two windows far apart.
nothing could go wrong with
love like that.