28 Aug Chocolate Conversations

She builds holes,

Silent crevices of Envy and Sadness.

Always swept away.

Retired,

on fire, that liar.

Person of the past.

As sweet as he,

Man with golden locks

under dimmed lights.

That toothy grin

and energetic eyes.

His arms that are raised high

around shoulders and handshakes–

hands that make mixtures and music and gestures and mistakes.

His mouth and chocolate,

his brows, they rise to flirtation

as his blushes are elongated blotches.

Yet your energy pulls me-

Maybe it’s a life lesson-

And the look on your face–

like you’ve lived through it and proved it.

Like you’ve been lost and crying

as if you were begging to be dying.

I see the pain in your eyes.

You have changed.

You have challenged yourself because you wanted to forget.

You are content

aside from slow-motion divorces from-

time and love and happiness

because you are a fuller person.

Hospitality and charm aside,

you enjoy the company because

some Dormant part of you feels

Alive and Youthful.

The genuine emotions and teasing.

Coyly you watch,

awaiting the Laughter, the enjoyment of conversation.

And for once the feeling

of being sought after by

Someone extremely intriguing;

who is intrigued by your intrigue

As you dance around each other’s words

And twisting and turning

a list that’s worth learning

and yearning

and earning

Something extraordinary.

I can tell because of the look in your eyes.

That friendly and sometimes depressed,

exhausted wreck of a guy.

Being able to speak about it,

unparalleled or judged or used

or angry or forgotten.

But in a safe space

where you get to erase all trace of hate and evil.

To continue to appreciate the tales of old days;

new for recycling the experiences.

To have feelings of pleasure that are plutonic

with the potential of otherworldly things.

So you wish you lived today, three years younger.

So interested and rejected after trashing your whole world.

In our safe space,

You’ll listen and speak so positively to someone eager to know more.

You’re just fine, and you’re laughing

And I think you mean it.

Something’s happening.

Take your time.