Tell me the story
Again and again
About how we two
became friends
Miles away from what we knew
A room meant for a king
filled with four jokers
Who danced against
Each other
Darwinism in its purest
selected us two
for further adventures together.
You walked the path before me
And when I walked it
You were gone
Down a side path.
We both continued on and
found each other.
Somewhat older,
Maybe wiser,
we still had our love
for each other in common.
NOw, we walk the path together
Amazed at how smoothly
our strides match each other
without a second thought
Toward a palace fit for two Princes.
Again and again
Tell me the story.

Willie Brown 5/29/91