MELTING MOMENTS

I suppose I deserved immunity,
so I refused grief
and let numbness take over.
I tried to keep my mind asleep,
but all the time,
a tiny voice inside me wailed a reminder
his name...just his name.
However instead of weeping,
I let my tears turn into stones,
cold hard stones inside my chest.
I can still remember his eyes,
such piercing eyes,
that I could see my face in them,
two of me, in two tiny mirrors.
Such compelling eyes,
 that I knew I should avoid
lest I wanted to be devastated.
And for the first time
I saw him, as I had never seen him before
The look. the feel. the touch.
Just too perfect.
It seemed beautiful, magical
too good to be true.
I feared to breathe
lest I changed something
Time seemed to have stopped
and I wanted it never to start again.
I never felt so vulnerable
and even a sense of sensitivity developed-
for all that was left unsaid,
all those inner thoughts that words often hide.
I took courage to set myself free,
and eventually two shadows,
soft and tender,
steeped in intense emotion -danced,
One without a mind,
And the other heartless.

~Roushe~