In Spring We Meet

Because sometimes, we're scared of losing someone.

I’d always imagined, what it would be like--

if you disappeared; if you were dead.

Without the quieting of your bike

 

as you got home. The tendrils of smoke

from your cigarette. Your voice when you said

my name in that low baritone as I woke.

 

Our constant banter, throughout the day,

over silly things (had the fish been fed?).

The warmth of your embrace, where I lay--

 

and the intensity of your turquoise eyes

as you held me. For no words, instead

we basked in the silence of the sunrise

 

coating us in a spectrum of dawn’s light

from our curtains of red, the light bled

into the room. Clearing our darkened sight:

 

illuminating all that we hold dear.

I remember where we started. A shred

of doubt planted. The plaguing fear

 

when I couldn’t bring myself to trust you.

When I couldn’t see what really lay ahead,

if I hadn’t learned what was false from true.

 

The mist danced around us, beckoning us

to dance along. The hesitant tread,

with light steps. And I asked, “What does

 

the future hold for us, but unhappiness?”

“I don’t know,” you said, as you led

me, holding my hand, into the vastness

 

of the future, into that dark unknown.

The assurance of your hand washed the dread

far away, I was scared of being alone.

 

I was. But you have taught me not to be.

Even when the Fates take the scissors to your thread,

when our bond, which we deeply

 

share is gone, and the pain will consume,

I will not fade and wither in your stead,

because in spring, the flowers will again bloom.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Legolas]

Beautiful poem. It made me want to cry. The description is just amazing. I especially like the line "Even when the Fates take scissors to your thread..." Great line! Greek mythology is always a great choice! You are so talented. Another great poem. As I've said before, youre my favorite poet;)

[Circe]

This felt incredibly tender and personal... some introspective confessions were painful and honest. The last few lines are very beautiful in all that you had taken from the experience and the message in what is learned and shared between people, it tells so much of strength and maturity in human relationships.