Possibility of the new

on the eve of the new year I was in the Danville bar atmosphere

I was still invisible I wore my sparkly dress

still there was no cocktail that insured an end to this loneliness

Though I time traveled away at the 11th hour back home with new years power

I fell asleep on the couch with my snoring dog Koa, fluffy yellow pomeranian next to me

He is my midnight kiss the familiar true love of the eternal happy

the next morning on day one I went to Maison danel fabulous french tea spot in the tenderloin

Enter beyond the brick a brack of black and glass I entered an alternate world of France

Through trails of cemented painted on questionable feces I find pieces of heavenly french charismatic tea

With croissant french toast and eggs florentine I delighted on this new years delicious energy

then he called me and wished me good morning we made plans to walk together by the baylands

there we walked around milbrae and burlingame walking hand in hand

he said i looked beautiful in the golden light

he took photos bay side

he kissed me from time to time

then we went back to his place

he cooked me pasta and veges

then when we sat on the couch

he pulled me in to his embrace

holding me tight

i could feel his breath on my neck

his body devouring mine

common sense evaporated

i was on the flow i was supposed to keep him waiting

he kept whispering he could put a towel down

if only men had such determination on the more important things now

his lips were soft like butterflies caressing my skin

he went from my lips to my breast tips

he pulled my neckline down

his scratchy beard was all i felt now

then he claimed my mouth

i have to savor the flavor

it always taste like a lavender flower

relaxing in this serene hour

then we went to the bed room

he had to lower the flame on the stove

the rest you know

i felt maybe it was a good omen

instead of all those people rushing to ski down slopes of snow

its interesting how each human rings in the new year

i thought love flew in to stay this time dear

but perhaps i was enchanted by the golden afternoon

and the possibility of the new

cause now its next weekend and we were supposed to get together but he has some problem with the mental health association case worker

it doesnt sound as good as it should

Still I have to believe there is something more than what we see...

in this possibility of new

i let go of you

i embrace the truth

its not in my control

yet the days are cold

i snuggle up with the lords prayer

only he can gives us that cozy warmth there

the peace we seek

is everywhere in the embracing of the truth

with the possibility of the new

Reviews

[living lavender]

the roller coaster of reality vs possibility in your words. powerful.
my heart kept dancing through each line. never losing hope.
{longing for love. beautifully written.}