Friday, March 03, 2006
I see her
I see her in the park. She is perfect - beautiful, and voluptuous. She smiles when she sees me and runs to me. She reaches and embraces me as I kiss her ruby lips and hold her close to my body. I can feel the warmth of her pressing against me. Everyone else ceases to exist as we relish in the contact of one another. Our lips part and her hand finds mine. We walk along talking of small things, just enjoying the company of one another. Talk of dreams and plans, ideas and desires. Eventually she releases my hand and slips her arm through mine as we walk along. The warm spring sun shines down on us. We laugh at the antics of a squirrel as he leaps from branch to branch. Children run past as they play and call to one another. Across the park people are flying kites high up in the blue sky seeming to kiss the sun. As we reach the gazebo on the walking path we sit and enjoy the cooling breeze and shade. Our conversation continues as we bask in the closeness of each other. The flowers dance before us in the moving air. Nothing could be more perfect. She sits close to me and I put my arm around her shoulders. The heat of her body near mine is comforting. We watch the joggers and walkers as they pass by saying hello as they glide past. Another couple comes by and asks if we mind if they join us. Even though we are strangers we talk for an hour. She holds my hand and smiles, her beautiful eyes sparkling in the sunlight. We say our good byes and move to our cars. Standing beside them we embrace. Holding each other tightly not wanting to part. Our eyes meet and we stand in silence. She raised up to her toes and brings her face closer to mine. The breeze blows her hair in her eyes. I sweep it back gently with my hand and lean down to meet her rising lips. Then the alarm blares. Ringing bells shatter the air. I reach for the clock and silence the ringing. I wipe the sleep from my eyes and stumble to the coffeepot. Another night, another dream, another day of being alone.