Literary Yard

Search for meaning

By: Tracy A. Powers


It was that night that I saw you
Not with wide-open, eager eyes
But with a seeking heart–
You relaxed on the floor, breath quiet and steady
As I cautiously approached,
All dark curly hair, and gentle grin
A calm, yet scorching electricity running underneath your skin
Barely controlled fire coursing through your veins
As I kneel beside, with an understanding smile of my own.
I offer you my hand, steady and determined,
Yet afraid and trembling

Your warm, fleshy palm slowly embraces mine
Warmth and cool sweat intertwine
Caramel and ivory fingers connect, and grasp tight
A jigsaw puzzle, the last piece finally solved

A nod, and my back lowers onto the cool wood floor beside you
Auburn hair cascading like a silken crown atop your head
We turn and look at each other, lips parted slightly
I feel the touch of your skin, savoring its soft feel
As both of our eyes close

My lashes flutter open after a beat, and yours do the same
Time is frozen and fixed–
Our eyes have become as one
Hazel now lives in the depth of your chocolate pupils
A shock of your soul gleams in mine

For that instant, you’ve become part of me
And part of me has become you;
So hushed and sweet.
All is peace, all is serene
All is as it should be.





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