We sat at a roof restaurant in perfect silence
enjoying the view, the company
and the inexpensive juice
You remember?
How could you not.
You came over to my side
and we took pictures cheek to cheek
smiling ear to ear.
.
I printed the picture and stuck it on my wall
Tonight sitting on my hard-knock floor
listening to down and out blues
I stare up at the picture
Your hair short
Your glasses on.
A mosquito has landed just right in the middle of your smile
giving the illusion of gapped teeth.
How much you look like my mama from here
My dear Zindzile — my heart is in the Highlands
My heart is not here
My heart is in the Highlands–my love my dear