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| Early Morning by � biidsis i stood in the window of this second story apartment, watching for him to leave. It had just begun to snow on this early spring morning, not yet light and no longer dark. The snowflakes were big and falling in their gentle way. He and i had only just met, that very evening, at a crowded party of a friend of a friend. Crowded for some but for us, it was as if we were the only two there. Everyone else was illusion. He was tall and strong, his eyes were deepest brown except for tiny golden hints of light. His hair long and dark and a smile that cut deep into my heart. We talked for hours, who we were, who we wanted to be and we talked of dreams. He reached up and gently brushed the hair from my eyes as if he wanted to look into my soul. At that moment i fell in love for the very first time. He walked me home after the party and we talked along the way, he was off to college and me...i had no idea, only my dreams. When we got to my home we spoke for a while and then fell silent gazing into one another's eyes. It was as if we knew. Then it was time for him to leave he said and parting was so bitter. We clung for as long as we dared and then he was gone. i stood in the window, watching for him to leave. When he came out of the building i saw the snowflakes kiss his dark hair and face, just as i had only moments before. i stayed in the window for a long time after he had gone, reflecting on the night, watching his melting footprints and feeling my fading memories. |