hmmmm

[arachne8x]

If I could have my way
I would have met you
In gentler times
The summer would have
Bathed us with balmy breeze
And playfully we could have
Wandered through parks
Looked at gravestones in cemeteries
Dallied over a cool glass of tea
You wouldn’t have known me
Lamed and embarrassed
Upset and tearstained
Full of rage and self-pity
As ugly a visage as I could create
Unhappiness streaming out
From every pore and crack
In my illusion of a strong woman

Instead you found me
In midst of a gale
Shuddering and huddled against
Anything sturdy I could find
Trying so hard to just
Find a way to be whole
Lazy and fearful of what time might bring

And yet,
at times I remember the
The breeze wrapping us
Licking us with soft
Insistent tongues
Washing the wounds
That riddled me
And somehow
The times we spent together
Seem brushed over with
A gold wash
Pooling into forgotten moments
When my mind wanders
Over them they catch the light

Can it be that we met in gentler times after all