The wind blows my hair
And my bare feet cling to the rock
And I gaze out at a view so breathtaking, so expansive, it
is almost unimaginable.
The waves crashing
gently against the shore far below, the birds wheeling, the sun sinking
Beauty incarnate.
But what interests me more is
His smile, winning, boyish, quick.
Her hand, warm and dry against my own
Or watching her look at things, the quiet way she observes
Or the sweet welcome
in her eyes.
He laughs and shows off his muscles, teasing, impressing
his audience of girls,
Girls with easy laughter
And we give it freely.
We nest like sleeping birds
And one strokes my hair
I am calm and safe and happy
I am light like a child, my heart rising like bubbles in a soda can.
Love is like a rope
It holds together and it binds and it carries
And with someone behind it, it pulls.
And I feel ours pulling me towards the future
A future filled with moments like this
Until they begin to feel almost ordinary.
Almost.
Until second glance.
The way their faces glow,
The music of their voices floating high into the air.
And then those moments will feel anything but.
We are young today and the night and the rest of our
lives stretch before us
A winding, snaking path
A path that for now,
we walk together.
we walk together.
