Long Weekend

I saw several women yesterday and today
Several women, and girls
And I was wondering
When you broke those hearts
Which woman were you, across from your opponent
When you held the position of power and choice?
I saw someone sitting
Across from me, speaking sincerely
Who does not wish to be a trophy wife
And I saw your picture on the bookshelf
A girl, leaning on her elbows, and looking for
A good conversation, and if necessary,
a Frenchman for your bed
I felt your foot under the table,
And longed to enter your room last night
Your sleeping 7 feet from me
May have saved me in an inexplicable way
I also saw, on the stone steps, throwing acorns
Without glasses,
Extraordinary beauty under the trees
And today - when you lifted your arms
To hold your hair, to do something with your hair
And we agreed, to walk and to talk
I was dropped like a stone into deep green seas
Elevated as a feather in a mighty wind
Simultaneously
Still, you move and you assess
And from behind fashionable glasses
Even behind inquisitive eyes
You have become my ephemeral companion
For the passage through a narrow strait
Between the cliffs of Time and Desire
As you move, up and down the stairs
I feel the future like a wind
And see you playing with shells
In a dress, the breeze blowing
On the untouchable, unknown
Shores of childhood