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Serendipity
By Sunn
That night… on a dim cobblestone side street
Staring at my shuffling feet
In between peeks at various snapshots of you
It was as if time stood still and watched us from a distance
Like a voyeur who believes serendipity,
But looks on for proof
And there we were
Less than sixteen minutes of nervous disarmament away
From our first and… up until now… only kiss
As an artist in a moment like this…
I become keenly aware of details…
The details of your face…
Your movements… your perfume… your laughter
Details that would surely become art some day…
A poem… a painting… a song…
This synaptic firestorm ignited by a kinetic electric embrace
Sets a blaze my mind to gaze upon that which I cannot see…
The symmetry of your toes and arch of your feet
The complexion and response of your areolas to touch
The groom and scent of your secret V
Your descending timber from climax to clutch
Yet… as a man in this instance I am at a loss for details
I can recall only… your energy.
The warmth of you skin rising from the slight space
Between your body and the collar of your coat
That cradles my face, fills my lungs and holds my feet steady…
Like gravity… as we dance… slowly
To my timid attempt to serenade you with ‘Ruby’
You never told me what it was about ‘Free Bird’…
That meant so much to you
I never told you what it was about you…
That meant so much to me
And it was only after that chance meeting that I realized
That we were not meeting at all…
Because you were with me… within me all along
For time is not linear.
Now is forever.
Forever is always.
All ways is every direction.
Future. Present. Past.
Good morning, stranger.
Welcome back.
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