"Untitled"

When the fires subdue
And the vision returns
I see white first
The white of your outspread wings
Then your figure comes into focus
Beautiful is far to undescriptive
The sound of a solo piano
Playing softly, painfully, slowly
Key by key you watch me shift
Uncomfortably subtle
A quiet step forward
A faint patter
Such a low audibility
Crescendo sway
What can be used to etch the words...
The piano melody?
The whisper of your breath?
The meandering wind?
Or the silence that escapes my throat?
Awe is me; loving are thee
Cold hands envelope the sea
The lilac sky accents your eyes
For they blink slowly
Taking in everything
A slow ticking moment at a time
Should I speak?
Can I speak?
It is useless
You know what I would say
I reach for your hand but my perception is off
I try again this time succeed
It is there and then
I knew it was you
I found the one
My one and only someone

††C.Laskey II††
8.25.04