Entangled Roots # 18


On a bridge, one glorious April morning,
I felt the presence of energy I prayed to encase.
I fell in love with the first glance
at this lovely lady's face.
I Fell to the ground, overpowered by fate.
Her hazel eyes narrowed against the golden sun under a Black Hazelnut Tree.
As she sat on the hilltop in the bluegrass
Her eyelashes fluttered gracefully,
resembling the long and elegant eyelashes
of a Giraffe
looking over her left shoulder before she laid her eyes on the one that was goggling,
and her chary smirk turned into a fainted laugh,
My heart departed or at most ceased to beat.
She bit her bottom lip with her jaw’s top half
as her rosy lips curved
I believed on my behalf.
I couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth radiating from her,
An energy I had to have.
I wanted to run my fingers through her long, curly, dark barnet.
I just wanted to pull her to me and say,
Hello lovely lady,
we’ve finally reached the summit,
but she was too far for me to reach and grab.
Yet, At that moment, something jolted my heart,
grasping my breath,
forgetting that's Something I had.
There were hundreds of people all around us,
I was only with her on that hilltop where she sat,
yet, in a daydream,
she was with me on this footpath.
Until that moment,
Never, in all my life, had I been alone with someone in my mind like that.
The world had always been with us,
between us, dethroning the connection we both hoped to have,
making love and devotion impossible,
but our love has come along,
At last.

Up until that moment,
All the years of my life,
I had carried the menacing, antagonist-filled world with me everywhere.
No matter what I was doing, saying, or feeling,
the world's eyes had always been there.
My eyes were on the world, which I had learned to distrust almost as soon as
I memorized my name,
Which took longer until
I realized the world's game
that this place would not play fair
No matter where you aimed.
I come to know by heart
the people in between us,...