At the Event

Sleep doesn't come easily, knowing we all leave, and go back to our real lives the next morning. Finally dozing, I am up at first light. Going about the mundane tasks of packing up, I stop and turn, to find you watching me. You walk around to the back of the cabin, and I follow. No words are spoken, just a hug. And we can't help ourselves...a kiss, filled with gentleness and longing. We part, smiling, knowing we will see each other again, soon...but not soon enough.