The Arms of a Stranger
The odor of warmth and affection,
The feeling of love and protection,
An isolated heaven of love;
I lay in his arms like an angel,
Like a white dove,
At the moment,
I am living an endless time
Of eternal happiness,
Life seems to be everlasting…
Life now, is a colored painting
Of smiles and joy,
Words slithered between his lips,
Like tiny insects sliding on the petals
Of a bright-colored flower,
I contemplated his beauty as
I heard his tender voice whisper,
“Thy beauty is like the azure sky.”
Perfection is what I am seeing,
His words kept on repeating
In my head;
In his arms I lived another life…
A nirvana created by his glaring eyes,
“Thy beauty is a mosaic picture on the walls of heaven,”
His words swayed like the dancing waves…
I lay there inertly,
With a river of feelings penetrating
My soul like an addictive kiss of his,
I smiled…
--------------------------------
My feelings suddenly shifted,
I felt tiny droplets of water condense
On my cheeks,
Were they tears?
My anguish was immense…
Sadness and grief formed
A body of confusion that mystified
The fantasizing feelings I had felt,
Here I was,
In your arms;
My ally, the person I shared my life with…
You held me tightly trying to ease
The pain I was feeling,
The pain created by you…
The tears in my eyes created a reflection of
My sufferings,
The sufferings that tend to draw a continuous
Picture of your betraying eyes…
I cried and cried as I felt your arms
Hold me tighter,
I felt no comfort at all…
I closed my eyes trying to place myself
In “his” arms again,
The arms of the stranger
That allayed my soul like tender music,
Like a harmony created by the soft,
Emerald leaves that danced with the wind…
I smiled again…
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