Earthly Own

Chance

I peeked around the corner,

as you walked in.

Noticing,

the clouds that parted and 

revealed the smiles that sprouted from the 

corners of droopy flowers.

Watching,

as you flew from one family darling to the next, 

exchanging bright moony kisses with 

painted lips and trimmed mustaches,

joyous heartbeats as one.

Looking

with eyes like half filled jars that drank 

in the sight of firmly sewn embraces 

and masculine jabs.

Fingers leaving red resonances within a child's memory,

a beautiful image.

Grinning 

inwardly, at your ridiculous show of 

rash entertainment.

Feeling,

the warmth from your heart and mind, 

wishing to only get closer to a message.

Envisioning

the sweep of your hands as they caress 

the boiling flesh over my heart, smoothing.

All of it, just..

admiring

from afar. 

As is the case of one so hopelessly

of the question and not the answer. 

Turning

away from searching tendrils

as your sparkling eyes edge in gray,

brow wrinkled in confusion.

Closing 

the door quietly behind me, 

I open the one to my left, 

and cross my fingers for a new chance.

Ending

a tale of a girl who gave up 

a possibility within reach, 

before she even tried.