Love Poem: My Jennifer
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Written by: riqui velasquez

My Jennifer

I float.
Arms extended beside me I float towards a this house.
I have never seen this house, but it draws me...calls to me,

It sits alone in a field of tall sunflowers. The pull it has on my
heart is strong and undeniable. Slowly coming upon it I see people gathered there on the porch. I can't make out their faces but their stares feel warm. Inviting. It has the feel of old time friends and family long passed. 

As I make my way to the stairs. The figures, still waving, gesture me to the front door. With a sense of familiarity I know everyone. They know me. They Love me and have been waiting. A beam of light shines through the front door. Im ushered through. just me. No one follows. I look back. They're gone.

Inside this empty house of hallways are many windows. It feels very much lived in. A light shines through one. I'm drawn to it. I peer in.

In a flash of light I see being played out on the other side like a movie; its you. Laying in bed. asleep. Someone laying next to you is stroking your hair. Softly touching you ears and lips as if to know you without sight. I feel love there in the silence. Your hair glowing around your face.
Inside the house another window glows with light and I peer in.

There you are. Slightly out of focus but I know its you. Little by little the picture becomes evident. It is you. You're crying. Crying tears of joy laying on a hospital bed. You're handed a baby. A little boy. Im overwhelmed wanting to climb through.

Back inside, in front of a door is one figure. It wants me to see. It wants me to go through. I do.

Nothing. Total darkness. Despair, pain, misery and sorrow. I dont like it here. All my nightmares in one room. I feel a hand reach into my chest. Not for my heart but for my soul. I open my mouth to scream. empty air. I feel a hand grab mine and pull me back through the door.

The house is now gone and im back in the field of sunflowers. I look to the sky. It's all dark. My hand still being held. Just then a ball of fire explodes in the sky and filled the darkness with a billion stars and a new moon. I look to see who's holding my hand. Its you. You smile. I cry and hold you as if you were gone a lifetime.

My love. A love lit by the light of a billion stars. A feeling so pleasing to my soul that it knows no other. You feel warm, inviting with purity, clarity and lucidity. A Love. One love. Evergreen and ever-after.

And I will love you long after the the moon returns to dust and the stars fall from the heavens.