Finding the reason
how you just accidentally
fell in my lap
when we both know
there are no true accidents.
Starting from the top,
I honestly don’t mind
time traveling in dreams
when you magically appear
all fresh and new.
It was the World’s Fair
our clothes were so tight and revealing
I could hardly breathe
and then I saw you
the colors were all muted.
The exotics were everywhere
maybe that’s exactly where we belong
against the large dangerous beasts
with very little effort
we walked amongst all the danger.
You turned and extended a hand,
a beautiful gloved hand, I might add
it felt safe being there with you
oh my, the love of my life.
You were leading me to a bridge
I can clearly remember
soft puffs of perfume and cigarettes.
Slow walking closely
you were pointing out the women
showing how each one
had something pretty to offer.
Standing at the middle,
the bridge was weighed down
full of the others,
making room for us,
and just as the sun was to to set
the sky instantly turned golden.
It was there
we finally kissed,
before I woke up.
What a thing
to have you on my mind
this way.
Dragonfly Poetry 