The Shape of Things to Come

An accidental encounter one day in the
Summer of our Discontent
And there you were
Tall tan supple
Long of limb sharp of mind
And quick of wit.
I was spellbound by your smile
Had you just stepped out of a dream?

Did you appear only to arouse
My soul to sting my heart
And to light an eternal flame?
Unanswered questions that jab
My curiosity
Push me to find answers
To when if and how the puzzle
Might be completed.

I don’t like the tale of two ships
Passing silently in the night
I prefer to reach for the dream
To taste the fruit of passion
To run where the brave dare not go.

Might we join hands
Bodies and souls
Look at each other and say
“Let’s throw caution to the wind
And just go for it!?”