Reverie
September 30, 2016 2 Comments
The air is bitter cold.
The distance between warmth and cold confusion is brief,
And only marginally tolerable;
The wind stings my cheeks
As I make my way to you.
I would face a thousand stings
To arrive at your door.
The door swings wide.
As I step through the doorway, I see you.
You are busy, but not too busy to turn
As I say, “Alright. I’m taking over.”
When you see me, you smile broadly;
You say nothing at first.
You look away, trying to gather your wits;
Or perhaps, you are gathering your thoughts.
“Here he is again–what should I say?”
“What will happen?” “How do I look?”
“What will he think?”
I stare briefly while returning a smile,
Then walk away to give you a moment to compose yourself.
I gather a few items off the shelf and pretend to shop.
My heart is racing; my mind is conjuring:
“What will I say?” “What will she think?”
I approach the counter unseen; I hesitate briefly;
This is not the right time, so I step away.
I divert my attention momentarily.
I distract myself with another conversation,
All the while thinking of what to say.
I call to you aloud. You respond by saying,
“Oh, I see how it is.” It’s time to play.
I recover quickly by making excuses.
I pedal backwards; the transaction goes on as planned.
My mind is racing right along with my heart.
I approach you. You turn and approach me.
The smile returns; the joy ascends.
Drifting, sailing, floating, dreaming–now.
Now, you are there. I hold you close.
I pull away just enough to see your face.
Luminous, brilliant, emotive–I bring your face closer.
I imagine falling headfirst into those eyes.
My mind swirls–I swoon for one fleeting, glorious moment.
As quickly as I conjure the feeling, it’s over. I run away.
I drive quickly down the road, excitement flowing through me.
Although I am soon miles away, I am still standing near you.
You are still there with me. Time and space are frozen in memory.
All I can do is slowly breathe in and slowly exhale.
Nothing moves. Nothing changes. I abide in the memory.
I can feel the moment, the spirit, and the light brightening.
Will I ever know if you felt it too?
© September 2016 by JJHII24