Runes of Rue

you ... were there, of-a-sudden ... standing beside me after nearly three tens of years - right beside me like no time had passed as if broken hearts, new lovers and children, and a river's tears had not flowed downstream ... as if those fading cares and choleric words had never poisoned the air between us ... as if time hadn't weathered our hearts, or a million I love you's drowned in a sea of unwelcome change ... you were beside me once again and it felt so good so wonderfully ... NORMAL we began talking, in the very comfortable, easy way we always had - our gaze dancing eyes-to-lips-to-eyes as they used to, and before any conscious thought had settled in my mind I found myself longing for what I realized (at once) I had missed so dearly - your kiss ... and though you now, after half a lifetime of separation and unknown consequence, stood close enough for me to catch the divine fragrance of your hair, and but a bend-at-the-waist away from tasting the mouth that I had lost my senses in so many times, the lips that had whispered my name so dreamily in countless number - sexy secrets that only I could understand ... though you were near enough for me to see my reflection in the burnt umber wonder of your eyes ... you may as well have been on the moon ... for you were now the one thing that would keep me forever from your embrace - the one thing that doomed me to a life of lonely regret ... another's.