Friday, November 14, 2003 - Apache Junction, Arizona, USA
THE FEELING ~ THAT THING
I remember the first time.
She was sitting in front of me,
laughing with her friends.
She turned and looked at me.
Her eyes caught mine
and for a simple second
nothing else mattered
except the fact that she was there.
There with me.
Close enough for me to touch
had I been brave enough.
The feeling, that thing between us,
lasted four years until she moved away
and I never saw her again.
It was like she died.
When I heard she was gone,
I buried her within my heart
so I could bring her back
whenever I wanted to.
Whenever I needed her.
I learned later
that feeling, that thing,
it had a name ~
LOVE.
There were other times
that feeling, that thing
came upon me.
Not very often though.
Sometimes I thought it was there
but it wasn't.
The real thing was hard to find.
When it came it always surprised me.
Sometimes with boys, a man,
sometimes with girls, a woman.
The feeling, that thing,
it couldn't distinguish between sexes.
I didn't notice a difference.
It was always the same
while they were with me.
And when they were gone,
I cried like they had died
and buried them in my heart
so I could bring them back
whenever I wanted to.
Whenever I needed them.
Boy or girl,
man or woman,
the feeling, that thing,
it was the same ~
LOVE.
You've experienced it,
the feeling, that thing.
It has a name for you too ~
LOVE.
Am I really that different from you?
©2003 Marcia Ellen "Happy" Beevre
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