Time Will Tell
Every time I close my eyes I see her gorgeous smile.
No matter how far from me, her shadow's with me all the while.
I find her touch in the sadness of song, solace in her laugh when the day is long.
She is the breeze that dances unseen all around my every step,
Nothing to add... and nothing is left.
She’s the light over my doorstep guiding my way, the conversation in my mind when I’ve nothing to say…..
But, who am I in front of her now?
I awoke from a dream with these words formed in my mind. Was it the weight of that passionate night we shared? Was it the lingering taste of her on my lips, still vivid after all this time that brought me here? Or, is it the way she moves relentlessly in and out of my thoughts as I struggle to concentrate on the tasks of the day? Whatever the reason, she has become like a drug. The hope of a fix is what captivates every decision and holds my every action hostage. What will she find in me? Will she want to find something in me? Time will tell.
As I untied the rope from the metal cleat, a piece of the worn and weathered wooden dock splintered into my skin. The pain reminded me that the dream was over. The small paddle boat rocked gently over the water as I stepped inside, then pushed out to sea. The beautiful sunset in front of me wasn’t enough to pull her from my thoughts. Quite the opposite in fact. The calm glistening water below the orange glow settled my mind on where she might be at this moment. Though not with me, I hope she is laughing. This is most certainly the case, you see, loving life always came so easy to her. I wonder if I ever cross her mind? The warm ocean breeze carries with it a sense of hope. If every day, without fail, the sun will rise and fall, I shall harness that same persistence to once again find her in my arms.