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Now
by Lyndel Opozda
I go to bed
aching and yearning
I want to go
I want to walk,
run,
ride,
drive,
fly,
teleport...
SOMETHING!!!
Could my love for her do that?
Could I really fly?
Could I move at the speed of thought?
I am there... finally
Staring through blurry, tear-filled eyes.
I must be dreaming..... again
I have seen this moment
so many times I can't tell the difference
I want to run to her
but my legs are frozen,
glued, screwed and attached to the earth.
But then I realize- I am moving
I just can't see anything but her
No outside sensations hinder my view
I see her and only her
She is my heart and soul
The reason I have not quit on life
I always knew...
I always hoped...
I always dreamed...
No more dreams
I am here
I am now
I am flabbergasted, overwhelmed
Is it real?
Do I finally get to do it?
Can I really do it?
Does she want me to do it?
She has to, she must, she's here.
We are toe to toe
face to face
eye to eye
She is more beautiful than I remember
Dazzling really
I wonder if I will go blind
staring at so much beauty.
My hands are clammy
hell they are dripping
My mouth is dry
my knees trembling
my lips quivering
my heart pounding
my head spinning
Now!!!!
It must be NOW!!
I pull her close
cradle her face in my hands
close my eyes and...
The world slips away
melts into one mass of radiant light
The sounds of life
become orchestral, astral, angelic
It is my first kiss all over
on a bus in the middle of the night
her hand in mine.
I am 14 again, but not...
It is not the bus but the airport
And it is not a memory but the present
She is not a dream of what might have been
But a vision of the things to come
She is mine... Now.
I am hers... Now.
Us... Now and Forever.
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