Questions at 3am

Do I want to be awake in this dark
remembering a line erased momentarily
on that distant shore
and how we then had to part
even if just for a single fleeting moment 
the warmth of your hand in mine
promised 
so much more? 

Was it a good idea, I've asked myself 
a hundred times since
as I have stared out of the windows 
of moving trains
or watched the northern lights
on long haul flights
with attendants offering me 
champagne?

Was it a good idea, I’ve asked myself -
and will I ever see 
your face again?