Recreation

I stopped where I did when seven years before 
I had watched the center of our Solar System 
creep from behind the distant urban skyline 
while reminiscing about the night before. 
Do not mistake my sudden stopping there 
as some sort of ritual reenactment. 
It was a woman with shoulder-length brown hair 
that brought me to a halt and stole my breath. 
In the faint dimness of the waning twilight, 
the light blue of her dress looked almost white.