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Our Drawer

Contributed by AJG on Friday, 18th August 2006 @ 08:04:31 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

I returned, again,
To the drawer where I keep us.
This time I opened it slowly,
As if trying to prevent a bird from escaping.

Just a crack was all it took.
The light warmed me instantly.
I smiled and closed my eyes,
Which, of course, made everything brighter.

I climbed into our drawer,
My limbs quivering as I pulled myself over the lip
Bringing me to the other side.
I didnt fall in hard, but rather,
Parachuted.

You met me at the bottom with a smile.
What kept you?
We both knew why my visits were inconsistent,
But I still answered with some excuse.
Your smile was impervious to my weak reply.

I cant stay for long, I just needed to see you.
I cant remember what triggered my visit.
I wanted reassure her that it was a conscious decision.
More likely it was a melody, or a smell, or a colour.

Picking up right where we left off,
We spoke for what must have been hours.
Not that I felt time pass, but rather, I was overcome by so many
Moments of joy.

I really should be getting back.
My words echoed off the walls,
Getting louder with each acoustic bounce.

Im glad you came, She said, reaching for my hand.
Dont be a stranger.
We both laughed.

As expected, climbing back out
Of our drawer was a more difficult feat
Than first sliding in.
I reached the top,
Fighting every inch of the way up
not to look back down.

Copyright © AJG ... [ 2006-08-18 20:04:31]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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