One Day
An unlikely couple
with that rare happiness you only see in movies
her hand is cupped in his lovingly
and his smile is so genuine it could outshine a full moon
their conversation is held strictly in their blissful gazes
but what they say is obvious
for them there is no other existence
no other life but the other
and even as they grow old
gracefully, with now wrinkled smiles
there is no couple like them
as if he were Adam, and she Eve
I watch them daily
with hope of a love only to be compared
by the difference between the heat of a steaming cup of joe
and a glass of ice water dripping with condensation
to have bliss like them
I would...No, I will be complete
One Day
Copyright © Angela Reynolds | Year Posted 2010
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