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One Moment
©chrysalis
(the honesty of loving someone)
How my heart jumps when you walk in a room.
Even after this long, you can make me chatter and quake.
What is it, I couldn't even begin to tell another soul.
Of all the ways I can become enchanted by a single flicker of
your gaze.
Or the way you smile that cocky smile.
Or the way I know you even behind that very pretty mask you
wear.
I give you all the things a girl gives her love.
I give you things I didn't even think I had to give anymore.
Real belief. Real trust. Real Faith.
I gave you a length of lavender ribbon, tied around your wrist
to make you feel better.
And sent you black ribbon from my hair and a coil of shiney
rose wire ribbon in the exact length it would take to fit my
wrist.
Just so you could have that tiny piece of me with you.
I sit here now in the dying light and it is only solitude that
welcomes me.
The pretties all have their game faces on.
Telling tales in hopes that one might just shake the foundation.
And all this time, fighting them, still I am fighting my own
wonder.
How can I love you so much, how can I adore you so deep and
feel like I am always chasing after your coat tails.
Mollified.
Petted.
Just enough.
Just enough to soothe and then its time to go again.
Just after I've cried.
Just after I've poured out my heart about letting you know how
much I miss you.
Still you go.
You're always going.
Going more than coming.
But still every time you walk in a room.
There goes my heart.
There goes my mind.
There goes every rhyme or reason that exists outside of you.
And for that moment, everything is forgotten.
Because for one moment.
One precious moment.
You call me to you.
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