The Loving Partner
by
Robert Dominguez Jr.
01-11-05
The city was busy and bustling with drones
As I left a funeral veiled with cries and moans
Sadness set in as I passed a colorful flower shop
A scent aroused my attention and suddenly I stopped
The smell of rain was new and inviting
The sky broke with rays reminding
Of past memories hard to let go
Shrouded with emotions that I dare not show
The pavement below screams of cracks
I peer all over but a feeling I lack
One of content and pure delight
One of love held with all my might
Warm wind blows across my cheek
What is this urge that I fight to seek
I stand still holding fast in a crowd
Images of love and whispers aloud
I long for a thought or sign of trust
That I am not crazy or long for lust
Then her smile gleams across my view
Captured in time with a slight tint of blue
She is the face, the epitome of perfection
One without flaws and knows no rejections
She is not an illusion or deep sought mirage
She’s real and true as our old lake wooden lodge
Her scent is elegant and sweet embraced in subtlety
Her hair thin and black whisked by the winds mobility
Her eyes shinned off the sun but not too much
Her skin was flawless and warm to the touch
Then it was gone, everything but her scent
The winds stopped while the clouds began their descent
The rain came down and the people scurried off
Puddles emerged as I stood idle deep in thought
My smile slowly faded as reality set in
That life was years ago somewhere when
Times were perfect and constantly full of wonders
Our love blossomed like the hibiscus in the summer
How time has transpired after her death
She showers me with love and has never left
When times are harsh and I am most alone
She comes out of darkness and reminds me of home
“Copyright © 2005 by Robert Dominguez Jr. All Rights Reserved.”