It was never simple

It was never simple

Even though

In retrospect, it is easy

To believe it was.

The thought of it

As intoxicating

As the real thing

Your head rests in the crook of my arm

I am transported.

Different times

Were no less complicated

Life is always a negotiation

Obstacles abound

Ships run aground

Even with sophisticated

Navigation.

The world revolves

Moves in space

We rush to catch up

Afeared we will be left behind

Stop the clock

Take the time

To stand still.

I smell your hair

On the breeze

The smell of jasmine

On the night air

In a bouquet of roses.

I hear laughter,

It fills my heart

Momentarily,

My breathing is stilled.

The picture I have

Is transposed

You lie in my arms

It is, as much as it is not

An existential question.

A fine romance

For the dreamer

That exists in us all,

Lightening the load.

We are more than

Pack animals

Cannon fodder

Built to serve

There is more than hope

There is beauty.

Picture it wisely

It adds sustenance

To the loss

Of good times.