Sometimes in life we run across a person or situation that brings back an understanding of what can be, possibilities, hope… This attempts to describe one of those times.
A remembrance of what can be
Smiles drift in
Gentle laughs
Conversations move here and there
A subtle stare, connection made
Held,
Enjoyed.
I look away, conversations sway
Dinner comes and goes
Wine, Martini’s and beer flow
That stage winds to a close
One escorted to car
It’s nighttime after all
Southern charm appreciated
Hand on back as door is opened
Conversations flow on the drive
Poetry connection, invested
A few more drinks by water’s edge
Legs dance in the moonlight
A deeper talk of life, loves, passions
Intellectual bond as well
Friendship formed
Time to turn in
I feel my mouth turn down
Goodbye in the lobby
Hand shake offered, replaced by a hug
Arms around neck
Pulled in for close embrace
Press of bodies, touch face-to-face
Silkiness of black dress
Caresses my fingertips
As they trace along her spine
Hands glide past her waist
To rest in the small of her back
Another gentle squeeze
As we part
Our eyes meet
An unspoken goodbye
I watch as she turns and heads to her room
Shoes softly tapping as she crosses the lobby
Black dress gently swaying its own goodbye
She turns slightly as she reaches the hall
Looks
Smiles
And waves once more
Igniting in me
A remembrance of what can be
Stephen Kellogg – 2012
Really enjoyed this and the imagery
Ian,
Thanks for the continued support.
Peace,
Stephen
EXCEEDINGLY GOOD!
Was skimming back through some comments and realized I didn’t respond to this one. I really appreciate you continuing to drop little comments on my work.
Peace,
Stephen
oooh. . . 🙂 Nice!
David,
Thank you sir!
Peace,
Stephen