Watching you

Your eyes never opened after that last long kiss

You pulled the dark curtain of sleep about you

Your body fitted against mine in perfect configuration

And your hand upon my arm about you

We always fitted well in all things

What was it that you said?

“Do you know why God put those spaces between your fingers?”

And when I shrugged, you fitted your fingers between mine.

 

Watching you alone with yourself within your slumber

I came to realize that love can only be appreciated

When we imagine what we would be without it

And in that moment of my pondering

I discovered many things.

Your touch was more profound than a million hands in applause

And touching toes to be sure you were there

Was a communication far superior to internet

 

I determined then that a kiss was indeed a luxury

And a moonlight whisper has more power

Than all the chants of protest across the world

Walking hand-in-hand had far more meaning

Than any three car garage

And your head resting upon my shoulder

Lightened all the weights of a troublesome life

And without you life itself would fade into obscurity

 

The complexities of life never altered the simplicity of us

We drove 200 kilometers just to eat at The Fat Duck at Bray

We camped overnight in the ruins of the old Cathar castle

In the hills beyond Limoux where we found the cave

And when your father welcomed us into his home

But commanded that I sleep in a separate room

You told him, “He is my life now, you must understand”

And we slept at the Albergo al Viale and drank wine at breakfast

 

And all the wonders of my life were there

Lost in that nocturnal womb where I could not go

And when moonlight filtered through the limbs of trees

And decided to dance upon your face

I also learned that God could promise me nothing more

For my salvation was beside me and the gates of heaven

Opened with your eyes of morning

And my soul would come home again for another day

Reviews

[Ruth]

I adore this!

There are several elements as to why...firstly, these two lines...

“Do you know why God put those spaces between your fingers?”
And when I shrugged, you fitted your fingers between mine."

Really made the point reach home, I can also imagine the touching of toes...the reassurance of they are really there :) And I admire the use of internet in the same line, makes you realise that such connection is to be admired when flesh can touch flesh :)

I am lost for words to the beauty this holds. Since reading your writing, it resonates, it pulls, it invites and why? Because it is voiced in a manner that is real.

Absolutely beautiful! :)

[DrD]

We should be faithful to each other in viewing our works. I think each of us deserves it.

[Ruth]

I agree, its a pleasure to read you :)