BACK THEN
I was looking
For something
He had drawn
A portrait
Of me
I had to look
Through countless
Photos words
Jokes amazements
Of what was
Important
In his world
My answers
My world
His answers
And comments
Always poignant
Funny
A bit oblique
Back then
We met
Two starkly
Different individuals
In a dense
Large crowd
Drawn together
By some commonality
A humanity shared
By only two
We lived on vivid
In memory
As though then
Was now
Back in our
Different worlds
And the one
We had made
And shared
We still do
Although
One is gone