The fluorescent gas station glow
Turned flurries into falling stars.
Matching footprints in virgin snow,
Hand in hand we walked.
He leaned closer, then kissed me,
One perfect moment
When the rest of the world melted away,
Leaving only the two of us
And a shower of stars.
But the snow melted
Much as he melted out of my life,
A memory etched in the frost of yesterday.
I’ve chased that kiss for twenty winters now.
I’ve sought refuge from the blizzard
With poor substitutes unable to thaw my icy heart.
One came close, but he turned colder
And I barely escaped his glacial chill.
I still brave the cold,
Hoping my lonely set of footprints
Will once again find its match
As I search for that perfect moment,
When one kiss made the world melt away
In a shower of falling stars.
10 comments:
That's very sad. I hope it's not true. XX
Mary,
Yes, braving oneself and go for it. There is a lot more where it matters. Excellent!
Hank
prediction: 'Come in',he said 'I'll give you shelter from the storm'.
lovely poem.may your quest be fulfilled.
Snow always shows us our traces...and in this, even when it melts it still seems to linger. December always brings out the memories for me, also.
One such kiss in a lifetime... hmmm... better than no such kiss, I'd say.
How beautiful that a kiss could last a lifetime...one that made the world melt away in a shower of falling stars..
Bravo. This touched me. You never forget a kiss like that.
Such depth of feeling ... may it never be lost.
I understand this completely. Love the setting and that gas station glow. Unique. Chasing that kiss for 20 years - that happens.
What a wonderful write! Loved it, and I have been there. So good, sad but good.
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