six years ago
you caught my eye
i chose to look at
a different guy
someone contrary
to the usual or
something
over the Internet
you glared into
the picture
looking young
and sweet
and bearable
huggable
adorable
feeling lovable
we talked
so many nights
a few weeks passed
I'm certain
before we
could meet
you were so different
then
our conversations light
and airy
funny and so hilarious
i yearned for more
more nights to
chat online
to speak to you
over the telephone line
hear your
voice or
capture some witty
comment in my ear
in my mind i saw you
as intellectual
but different than most
you had this way
to make all your words
so funny
i laughed
needed to laugh
All the while
you discussed not
really being the
knight in shining
armour i was
probably
likely
looking for..
...you were
you are
no saving me required
like some
stupid princess fairy-tale
i saved myself
finally
all i needed was to
fill in some holes and
gaps that were mostly
left unfilled
you fill me
so
completely
helping me find
meaningful love
respect
communication
without a doubt
how could i not
fall so
deeply
in love with you?
i saw you there in
the coffee shop
with your green
eyes and
green shirt
I'm pretty sure
no thanks to my
malleable memories
its how i like to recall
those days
anyway
you smiled
a lot
asked questions a lot
flow of conversation
never really halted
what was said
are things I'll
never remember
maybe baby
sign language
ridiculousness
something of the sort
some people wondered
if i was sure
what was i doing
and how did i meet
this could be creep
online?
and be fine?
he continued to
hold my attention
with his words
and heart
compassion
morals and love
or not love in
balloons of hope and
things not meant to
be said
so
soon
maybe? ;)
in February
despite my apparent
dislike of tall snow
and wet boots
on hikes to breakfast
nooks
he liked me
too
often my glances
looked only
his way to watch
him craft his words
to laugh at what
was next
so intrigued by this man
soon to adore
the man i met is no
more
he has transformed
into a butterfly
or a bottomless sponge
always
needing more
knowledge
now you are even
more beautiful to me
with your stories and
teachings
lessons
and...
preachings?
matter-of-fact-ness
all the time
sugar-coatings
sometimes left at
the
curb
only getting the straight
goods
someone who is
always growing
looking for more
is what i needed
thriving
for someone
who challenges
first thoughts
opinions and looks
further to research
for answers
of life
needing more than what
our parents parents said
actual
real
answers
instead of assumptions
i love you more
because you grow
and encourage
my growth
knowledge and
challenge me
to use my mind
in ways i
couldn't even
conceptualize
before
i met you
while we agree
we were probably
not
"meant to be"
but so incredibly happy to
be
with you
to have found you
in this chaotic world
of weird
people and others
who lurk on the Internet
I'm so lucky
we met
my dreams have
always been of someone
to sit with me
side by side
in old age
on the dock with our
feet in the water
discussing whatever
the current
topics are
tea in hand
loving
respecting
for life
so perfect
with you in that
seat next to me.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
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Books to Read
- Demon Haunted World - Carl Sagan
- Bearing Witness
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