it's a wonder

It's a wonder,
how quickly I assume what
you will think of a few words
written on a page,

even when it's a love letter.

And you?
Do you presume
to know my agenda
and which way I lean?

We've got each other's number:
boxed,
pegged,
nailed to a T.

My riposte ready for your retort.
en garde!

Such a meeting we have!

Or, is ours a missing?

It's a wonder,
how we miss each other,
especially when we keep
getting tossed out
the same back door,

into the same beautiful garden.