Seeing You
It really happens, you know
The swiftness of heart you read about in love poems
Or romance novels peddling beauty and brawn on glossy covers
Stacked deep on the shelves of abandoned bookstores
Countless cliches coming to life as I stand motionless
Watching you
Experiencing you for the first time
Heart fluttering like the winds of a monarch pinched between the fingers of a curious child
Warmth, like the morning sun touching the lonesome beach, brushes against my face
Muted, motionless, meaningless
Words stall like a broken-down Camaro on a lonely highway west of nowhere
Trapped between my brain and my mouth unable to proffer a simple hello
Brushing back your hair, the color of strawberry fields
You laugh with the others as the music serenades yesteryears’ youth
Tomorrow’s hopeful
Today’s carefree
Gilded freckles on your shoulders
Trapped by a pale blue dress
Silently counting them, I dare not move
Fearful I will fade away
Your body sways with change of tempo
The laughter stops and the untroubled minds listen as one
A song belonging only to you
My world folds inward
Only two are here
I see your eyes,
Green like the land of Dorothy’s dream
Searching me—
Heart flutters
Warmth brushes
Words muted
Taking your smile
I fall
Seeing you
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