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