Following A Relationship

My friends sit about and flirt

Impaired by amber liquid

Such that their morals tossed aside

Gaily they laughed, unaware

Of the emptiness they try

To fill with simple passion

Not seeking euphoria

Yet I pour efforts in

To my mind and body fair

Help those who need a hand to hold

The palace where loves shall sit

Harbors sorrow and despair

A darkness tingeing inward

Bittersweet this space is

Walking under the moon high

My dark coffee cup in hand

Out you stepped, nose in a book

Unaware of my presence near

That is until the moment

Where our bodies did collide

Pouring the libations out

Soiling the ground we walked on

Bent over to retrieve the gold

Our hands met and our eyes locked

A quick murmured hello came

A flash of teeth from within

With dripping, book he departed

I’d never said I’d see you again

On this account I’m proven

Wrong in many ways it seems

For every night after this

I saw you slip out there

Still buried in the stained book

Unaware that I drew near

I took a step back to save

The two of us embarrassment

This phenomena occurred more

And we fell into our own times

I made the choice to ask you

As to what you called yourself

You smiled and laughed. James you said

And yourself you replied grinning

I did not want to date him

Principle I stood upon

Wary of the time spent

And emotional distain

How minuscule this may sound

The point is lot to me for now

But others beg the differ

They argue that it would be best

For me to find a hand to hold

Practice, they say, for the future

When I am to marry a man

I think I mind bend in if he

Asked me to read the coffee book

I would see what my friends meant

Sitting on my desk, a stained book

I recognized it was the one

Yours from the fateful day we met

On the inside cover smudged

His number penned in blue ink

I picked up the phone and called him

Confusion in his voice; hi

We met for coffee that night

And every night since the phone call

Gifts from his hand appeared, a rose

The book, you ask, is well read

I begin to see the reason

That my friends urged me to find out

Why I was looking for  today

My heart flutters out of time

When the lights in his eyes sparkle

As he looks across the room

Eyes locked, fingers entwined together

To stop thinking in the I

 Instead a we becomes a new

Walking on cloud nine; happiness

Through rose colored glasses I see

Our infallible love a lust

Nothing could go wrong  you my dear  

Together we share our housing

A fury little chap we share

Walking in the moonlight with him

His warmth removes the bitter chill

As time flies out the window pane

Your little errors being to shine

The bed unmade, a damp towel

Thrown aside, next to books unread

To busy, we became, to drink

The bitter gold that drew us near

Although we see each other less

My hands miss the constant grasping

Our moments, fun and few, I love

Little things we fight over now

Our passion beings to languish

Every conversation mixed with ire

We’ve decided to move apart

To save us from bitter words

Because we will not speak again

The sound of knolls fills the air

Eyes dropped when passing in the hall

When others asked where the other

A  trunk of my possessions filled

Smelling of you, dropped on my door

I place our this in the mail now

Pictures taken in photo booths

My sweater still bears your cologne

Your key dangles among my own

I changed the answering machine

Back to what it was, a sing

All this packing into a box

On top “ I am keeping the dog”

We came to a conclusion now

To go out and see someone else

Its for the best we decided

Instead of this awkward dancing

Your tried to fight for our Westie

But in the end I won the day

He misses you on your day walks

Pasted the school where were met that night

I have to explain again and more

Of why your presence is empty

You say we will be friends forever

A lie, I assume, I was right

I am positive that you know

Both sides of our relationship

Back to our coffee shop I go

Returning to my long lost friends

Missing their coquettish actions

I neglected my mind and soul

Them I re-grow, back to their age

Euphoria, I did not find

Instead the emptiness remains

Augmented by our time

In time this wound will heal again

I wanted to say thank you

For each smile you brought to light

You walked in, a pretty blond in hand

Ice-y diamonds drip from her hand

But I’m glad that you are happy