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Clarity She faces me and those eyes search, and once again my words fail. As I stare peacefully into her soul, I know she feels all that I could never say, and yet again I am grateful......... I cup her face with the warmth of my hands, and she holds my future in the warmth of her heart. I look and I fall back, back through the years, to another life, the beginning of this one, the beginning of what I am and what I have built all these years. She stands within me the woman I met first in a busy place, empty of life, a place busy with people and devoid of love except for the radiance of her gift to me. She is a beautiful this evening, all these years, beautiful as she was that desert afternoon, the afternoon I first saw her. She stands within me and I rush back to the moment our eyes met and I knew I was in the presence of my future, that I was present for a moment few are gifted to receive. I look in her eyes and the same depth of clarity, the same tinge of color, the subtlest of purple and the fairest of green, I can see yet even here in the rapidly falling darkness. She has changed little except to become more dear to me, and my love for her has only become more deep. She stood before me then, mane of hair framing her face, a short jacket framing the sensual beauty of her legs, she stood before me and the world for me shuddered to a halt, just momentarily, as I breathed in the enormity of what she might become to me. She has stood with me all this time and I will no doubt be forever unable to truly thank her in any meaningful way, but I know that I feel in her the recognition of what I will never say, and once again, as always I am grateful. We left that place each a little unsure about the journey we were about to undertake, yet each certain that what was happening was in no way to be avoided, that the journey would be long and filled with the pieces, never savored, of the lives we had previously lived. The taste of her that first kiss would be mine always, the scent of her, that first embrace, would be forever the strongest in my mind. She turns, a little self conscious still, as I hold my gaze a bit too intently, and I smile, for she is still the shy girl I have always loved. I smile and tumble back through to the first time I gazed upon her, the woman unable to hold my look for more than a few seconds without an embarrassed smile and a small quiet plea to be allowed to look unanswered for a short time. I smile and the true enormity of what I have lived falls gently upon me and I am almost in tears as I hold her thanking her for the gift of herself the gift I have never in my mind truly been able to earn. I smile and in my mind only love escapes to her.... |
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So beautiful writing...I just can imagine the glances like a language and her smile.... her shyness in front of you...so romantic...I liked very much!♥ a very special moment... 
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