BLUE EYES
R. N. TABER
He sat at a table by the window
staring into space, eyes like dewdrops
on a bluebell among shadows
haunting the handsome face
like city kids playing
among the last flowers
of spring
I lost myself in those eyes,
wandered territory unknown without fear,
guided by the sad sunshine of a smile
along trails I'd never dare for their twists
and turns - Nature run wild, its call
like the heartbeat
of a willful child
We found each other and he took
my hand, gently pulled me to the ground;
Our first kiss was like coming home
after long years away - and
he made love to me there;
O, the beauty, ecstasy,
cruelty of despair!
Suddenly, he got up and went out in the rain.
I finished my drink and went home alone.
