Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Windowseat

There is no sight more enchanting than you, sitting in a windowseat
head bent over a book, bathed in the light of the setting sun.
My eyes fell upon you, caressing you with wonder, seeing
not just the present but the possible, glorious future. Various
scenes consisting you, or me and you, or us with
others. In an instant my hopes and dreams crystallized
into technicolor, flashing in my mind, dazzling
me with their beauty and reality. Until I found myself
reaching out to touch ...
Your voice brought me back to here and now. Your
smile drew me into the magical spotlight the sun
shone on you and I stepped into the circle, ready
to be enfolded in you. Forever.

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