Cycling, surfing clouds of air

Crossing over somewhere

Lost voice in time. Rushed.

Hushed waters. Sun on chrome.

Next stop? Her words held close.

Carefully pondered as beach pebbles

Against a thirsty landscape. She said,

Two friends = Two happy people.

True. So, what was holding him back?

He knew. He couldn’t say. Limitations

Her in her chair, for one.  Gentle. Tough

Not for a second could he get away easy

Because it seemed she was walking to him.

Facing Everest. Waiting. Listening.

While he’d lost his last ounce of courage

Long ago. Could make a man cry

Which is why he knew he loved her

And let her know. Possibilities.

©2013 S. Michaels
Blank Canvas – Hugo & Nancy

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