understood

 

 

would you understand

if I said I hear your voice

and sigh,

listening to the rumble of laughter

or how my eyes

light when seeing your name

would you understand –

telling stories

as lives parallel in ways

unseen

while moving forward

willing the days to change faster

than the calendar

allows

 

I was 32 acting like a school girl

giddy and aware

of everything

about myself

how my hips swish

as I walk,

the way blue becomes

aqua while on the way to gray,

calves toned

the way they haven’t been

in years –

and if I said I carried myself

different, would you

understand?

 

my bag sits

at the end of my bed,

opened

ready –

so maybe I formulated lists

to think of what was needed

and if I came up with

only a smile,

would you laugh at the

anticipation or settle yourself

in the way I came

to you