Oh, God, I knew it!!
Right when I stopped seeking
is right when I would find
the right one!
I mean, the right one? Because I don’t know . . .
First inductee into the club of my infatuation
So many years ago, but only for a time.
Shot down once, so I moved right along,
Losing closeness day by day, week by week, month by month
Class by class
But now you’re back-
But I thought you left!
Off to see the real sunset and the real ocean,
And the real you; but nonetheless.
Strange occurrences accompany this new reacquaintance:
Images of rings and white
and things so right
flood my conscious mind;
Images of laying and lying
And praying and dying
A face horizontal caressed by
sunlight slits through bedroom blinds
days, years after a honeymoon shared.
Counting wrinkles day by day
And counting sheep night by night
But the night is dark and hard to see
Are you the face that will set me free?
I strain my eyes, while confusion sets in,
And now you’re coming back, away from real sunsets, and real oceans,
The real you – Is it a sign?
Oh God, I don’t know it!