Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Wait For Me

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Billowy white powder

Dusting my face.

“It’s snowing” I said,

And you pushed off, down the mountain.

Until that moment I had been

Holding my own keeping up with you;

Keeping secrets, holding my breath

A game of wait and see if you dump me

When you know the truth.

I lost you in the moguls

And have avoided them ever since.

Around the bend, half way down

From chair lift number three,

Steep, smooth mountain, mogul-free,

You were waiting for me.

You smiled The Smile

that melted fear

into something that existed before I met you.

I closed my eyes and 34 years

Passed in one night.

“My fears have been realized”

I said last night.

You promised through choked back tears

To wait for me

There in the snow bank,

Half way down from

Chair lift number three.

14 comments:

Silke said...

Only Love! I'm sending you all of mine! Love, Silke

audrey said...

Your love story is positively beautiful, Deb. That beauty is what keeps you strong enough to set your fears aside for now.
Love you, sweet lady.
♥ audrey

Lost Aussie said...

Warmest of hugs for you Deb.

kj said...

oh deb...

what you have written is so powerful

so much beautiful writing. now i understand the name of your blog. you are a poet.

these moments: i wish so much they would never happen for you. it sounds like you and your brawny man are living love as deeply and forever as anyone ever could.

i know this is deep. i'm sending you a sky of blessings

love
kj

yoborobo said...

Deb - love love love to you. xox

ChrisC said...

Sending all my love to you.And hugs.Lots of hugs.

Titanium said...

Hard to type any words with a lump in my throat the size of this poignant, powerful piece you've shared.

Sending you sunrise,

Ti

~Babs said...

"something that existed before I met you"
Beautiful.
Always there, always will be.
Forever.

Much love Deb, much.
xo♥

Linda@ Lime in the Coconut said...

::tears::

Beautiful, soulful.

Halfway down from chairlift number three is a wonderful place. Everyplace.

Wendy said...

Oh Deb, so poignant, so bittersweet.
Sending gentle hugs....

She Writes said...

Tears. Moguls cannot be avoided, but how we would if we could. Write, Deb. Catch these moments and hold them.

Cori G. said...

no words, only prayers for you and yours. Love to you from me

Kathie Brown said...

This makes me smile and feel sad all at the same time!

Georgina said...

How beautiful and sad at the same time. Your words are a reminder of love that continues long after the mortal ending to ones blessed life. You are loved and blessed, dear Deb.