I should be in your dreams
While I dance at your parade.
You are entangled in a throng of people
Stopping me to see you
Face to face. I was disappointed,
Distraught. Annoyed. Impatient.
I heard you laughing
With those powdered ladies in wide-bell skirts. Smelling you. Brushing your shoulders.
You were too generous to pay
attention to their flirtations. I was mad and walked towards The stage.
I climbed the ladder
To see a better glimpse of you.
But you are so busy to see me.
I was in the middle of a crowd And I couldn’t do a thing.
I closed my eyes and opened my lips.
Sounds of melody filled the air
And suddenly the people
And the street froze in unison
At the sound of my voice.
They were lulled to slumberous stare
And you turned to where the Melody is,
to my direction. And our eyes met.
You were surprised. Antagonized. Mesmerized.
You started to walk Slowly.
Passed the bewildered crowd.
I continued to sing now with tears.
While you came closer
And the song struck your heart
Like a sword piercing your soul.
You were belligerent to
Accept the bitter sweet melody
But you were rooted in Front of me now.
I cease my song
And our eyes begin to See the mystery in each Other’s soul.
We were Silent but let our Eyes say the unspeakable words.
You smiled and took My hand.
We walked Away from the Questioning eyes
We were heading towards the setting sun.