by Marc Gunn, February 11, 2005

A poem reflecting on a woman I dated a while back and saw again not too long ago.

Glancing back in the
  rear view mirror,
Seeing beauty with a strawberry
  glow and golden hair;
Hints of reason
Made desires swollen
  in suptuous lips,
    Valentine cheeks,
And eyes that light up a
    room.
She has a way that
  connects the dots
  of an imperfect universe,
While I ponder two dots
That blossom and glow
Into anthems of motherly
    love.

Our eyes dart across darkened waters
And back to the serene
   silence
Overdue to two fish
Out of water,
Flopping around admidst circumstance
  and timing,
Like the photo album
  in the hands of a four year old boy
Reaching, yet ever untouched
Longing for a simple cup of Joe
To press to her lips
While cars speed
  past with lights
  blinding an aroused
    imagination.