Although
spring is just around the corner, we still have to turn that corner; winter is
not done with us yet. Such (more often
than not) is life…
So let’s
cheer ourselves up with the thought that life may well be an up and down, round
and round, mad roller-coaster ride, and there’s invariably another corner to
turn, but who knows what might be waiting for us there? A shock perhaps, it’s true, but not all shocks
are of the nasty kind. We could well be in for some wonderful surprises....
Such as
what, did you say? Well, read the poem and find out...
CROSSROADS
CROSSROADS
Once, wrestling
me in seemingly playful fun,
you
crossed a (visibly) invisible line;
no time
to resist before your lips kissed mine,
sending
all my senses into a mad spin
You quickly
broke away, a tortured expression
in
tearful eyes conveying no chagrin;
we had
been friends for years but never spoken
of
anything as scary as sexual attraction
My heart
leapt, our first kiss rippling my body
like
swathes of sunlight on a feisty sea;
I could
scarcely breathe for an incredible pain,
all the
more incredible for my letting it in
We neither wanted to go back to how we were,
struggled with lust, love and fear,
love getting the better of demons on the brain,
bringing home truths into the open...
struggled with lust, love and fear,
love getting the better of demons on the brain,
bringing home truths into the open...
Madly,
anxiously, I savoured your lips on mine,
all our
senses in the same mad spin
through
twin lives never quite the same again
for the crossing
of a (visibly) invisible line
Copyright
R. N. Taber 2010; 2016
[Note: An earlier version of this poem appears under the title 'Crossing the Line' in On the Battlefields of Love by
R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2010.]
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