Its size and breadth
Deceiving
Its warm, handwritten message
Its cold, typewritten message
Extinguishing any hopes of either love or friendship
Funny, how one letter can change a person’s life
Or at least a person’s summer plans
Has it really been only two months?
Two months
Since that power blue day
On the beach
A day filled with sunshine, laughter, and good company
The day we met
I don’t even remember
What our first conversation was about
But before I knew it
I was giving him my phone number
Our first date
Could have lasted four days
And I wouldn’t have cared
What some would think of as
Mediocre conversation
Was absolutely captivating
For the two of us
The perfect afternoon ended
With a sunset trip to the coast line
Where we watched the sun sink
Below the horizon
As the waves crashed against the shore
While his
Strong, powerful
Hands massaged me
Bringing me closer
To total relaxation
Unlike his hands
His lips were silk
Soft and sensual
Our lips seemed
Became one
I was in heaven
Now
My heaven has all
But disappeared
Our last date
A mere shadow
Of our first
Our last conversation
Ambiguous
About our future together
Were our early intimate longings
Completely meaningless?
This is one of the many questions
That dogs me
Every hour
That passes by
When I don’t hear
The pleasant sound
Of his voice
Always cracking
a joke
just to get a laugh
out of me
I never knew
What he was going to say next
Now I will never know
Know what our relationship
would have been
Had it been given time and nutrients
To grow like a flower that blossoms
Except instead of the
sun, soil and water
to produce a flower
a relationship needs
caring, trust, and honesty
to produce a mature, loving relationship
But this flower
Wilted and died
Before it ever bloomed
Its petals
Blown swiftly
By a fierce wind
To an unknown
Place and time
With little hope
For re-growth.
There will always
Be someone
Who Lights
A spark.
Except this
Spark,
Can’t be seen
Or touched.
It can only
Be felt,
Through awareness
Of a person’s
Inner being.
The essence
That remains,
When all other suits
Hiding the essence
Are stripped away.
Not everyone knows
About this spark
Or even feels it.
Only those few
Who possess
The gift
To make another
Feel like he or she
Is beautiful—
But not beauty
In the contemporary sense—
Beauty that illuminates
From within,
Shining
Like a beacon of light
In a light house,
Guiding ships
Safely to port,
That makes the world glow.
It is these people,
Who ignite
Inner sparks,
Shimmers of light,
which lead
The lucky receivers
Through a journey
To an unknown
Destination.
On a lifelong voyage,
That fosters discovery
Of
Hopes,
Dreams,
Needs,
But mostly
Strengths,
Weaknesses,
And all those
Quirky
Personality traits,
Which we
Deny
We have,
But become
All too evident
At inopportune times.
No one
Ever said
The journey
Would be easy.
But
With a little guidance,
We can avoid
The pot holes,
And even share
Some
Of our inner spark,
With those who
Have yet
To meet someone
Who ignites
Their spark.
Apology
Two words
Is all
I’ve waited
Two months
To hear
Emerge
From the lips
That made
Me feel special
With words
That gave encouragement
Helped me laugh at myself
Cheer me up
When I climbed
Into the pit
Of despair
And kisses
That tasted
Like M & M’s
And made me
Melt inside.
Two words
That seemed
To make the world
Glow
Wash away
The negative
Thoughts
Worries
Like a badly needed rainstorm
That provides rebirth and renewal
The slate finally wiped clean.
What is true love?
Is it a breeze on a warm summer’s day
Or is it flames shooting up a chimney
On a cold winter’s night?
Does it grow like an ocean wave
On a stormy day and
Come crashing
Down
Without warning?
Or does it sustain
Day in, day out
Rising and setting
like the sun
Once found
Lasting forever
Can a person find it on sale in a
Department store?
Or is it a luxury item
reserved for the wealthy?
Is it slow song on the radio?
Or a dance shared?
Is it a look on someone’s face
Or a sweet nothing whispered
In an ear?
Is it that pounding feeling
In the heart?
Or does it melt in someone’s mouth
Like a handful of M&M’s?
Will love ever bring answers,
Instead of questions?
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