
Possibilities
by
Thomas Gonzalez
Last Night
I caught the sight
Of you
Smiling timidly
Hand reached out
And held yours
Lips parted
The words
I love you
Escaped
From the back of my throat
You Then
Caressed my prickly face
Leaned forward
And
Pressed your soft
Sweet lips
Against mine
No disagreements
Strife dissolved
And no one else mattered
Just us
Alone
With a future
Filled with possibilities