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…