I liked him immediately.
In a world more and more inclined
To velleities, you always knew
Where Brandt stood.
That first time it seemed we were
Picking up the thread of a conversation
We’d been having our whole lives
And couldn’t wait to continue;
Midstream I felt I needed to say something
If only to acknowledge I was listening
But realized it wasn’t necessary
That I was content to hear him out,
That I enjoyed merely being in the same space as he,
That though he knew many things I didn’t,
And we were complementary minds,
There was never any need to get in the last word,
Which was a blessing, because
I never said goodbye,
Knowing we’d pick right up where we let off
When next we see each other.