I Am Full

The late-summer evening glows with retreating sunlight,

Perfect and untainted by worries or misunderstandings.

Simple, gentle warmth juxtaposed against the soft chill

That announces the arrival of autumn

Brushes my hair from my eyes.

I gaze at the slivers of sunset still visible in the uppermost canopies.

A poignant breeze drifts by, reminding me

That the only way this copacetic evening could be improved upon

Is if I were sharing it with you.

Perhaps, someday.

But for the moment I must learn to love in solitude,

To fill myself with this beauty surrounding me

Unaffected by memories of us.

The night tastes so sweet,

And I am content.

Reviews

[FJ Davis]

A beautifully written portrayal of mature feelings.
Not a hint of teenage angst to be found.
Excellence, in both form and content!

[Skoo.]

Exactly what I'm going through right now.
Well, one of the things, at least.
Thanks for putting it into words Ben, much better than I ever could.