The Kiss

love & delusion

A year ago today I sat on the very same patio
as I do tonight.
A waitress popped the cork of my white wine
as she does tonight.
Your glass sparkles in the sun
Prosecco, straight from Italy.
Cat-eyeglasses frame your perfect hazel eyes
brown hair the exact same length as mine.
We’re so much alike, you must see yourself in me
me in my little pink sundress.
For months now, my heart’s been doing flips
and do you feel the beat of your heart in mine?

A year ago today I was coming out of a dark and deathlike sleep
but the prince, he kissed me awake.
And was he ever really mine, will he ever really be?
Who knows, who could ever be
all-knowing… perhaps the next-best thing is being awakened
and he awakened me.
He awakened my heart to all sorts of possibility
he let me know that yes, it was possible for me to feel everything.

A year ago today I had a headful of fantasies
for how things might be, how they might turn out.
Little naïve me, sitting in the sunset with my best friend!
Slurping down vodka with Bellini slush.
And though things didn’t turn out quite the way I dreamed--
I don’t mind. I don’t mind. 

They turned out beautiful just the same.
Strange as it may sound, I really might want to be his
even if he’s not mine.
I want to sit in the passenger seat while he drives.
His book’s on the shelves now
I always knew I would love a writer.
I always knew I would love a man more serious than me.
I’ll be a groupie for life, a groupie forever
because it’s here that my life feels fast, finally
his hand tight on my thigh
embracing a world I never really knew.

A year ago today I was kissed awake
and now I feel okay, because I can 
write silly poetry to my heart’s content
for the very first time.
When they said love is all we needed
I did believe it
but now, years later, I really feel it.