The Reunion -- The Chasm

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Date Posted: 03:59:35 09/02/01 Sun
Author: AGS & Raphaela
Subject: The Reunion

The Reunion

She recalls his eyes
her love has been gone now
three months,
as she sees the harshness of smokes
shooting from highest chimneys near her home.

Sultry eyes that would look at her
through the haze of too many cigarettes;
over endless cups of steaming coffee,
air heavy with anticipation
always of unsaid words.

She knew that look
seen it in his sleep even;
as he often lay there
upon pillows woven
from silks, and cottons
lips so full, swollen from
drenching her in kisses

Subconsciously her fingers stroked her lips
smiling as she remembered those times
when they had laughed till they cried
made love past the point of exhaustion
chatted all through the night about nothing.

In his dreams he once more thought of this
his lips gently moving
and she of course listening
coming closer always
saddling his heart

That night had changed everything
turn their lives apart harsh
the guy had kept interrupting them
hitting on her much to his annoyance
it was self defence but he still had paid.

A brief tap on the door dispels her thoughts
her wait so long, the knock so immediate
not knowing herself, if she will be the same
in his eyes, or even hers
as the smoke billows.

Taking her by the hand
leading her gently to the firelight
flickering delightedly
he pours them vintage wines
looking into her eyes

Never leaving his gaze
she once more sits beside him
savouring the wine pensively
suddenly shy in his presence
like intimate strangers
trembling as if for the first time.

And he so aware, tempering
his movements, as not to disturb
or frighten
this first love
that he has ever had

AGS and Raphaela
2 August 2001

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