Tuesday, April 15, 2008

He knows.

Bodies moving in time to the music
Bits of conversations bounce off the walls around me
The room is full.
Yet I'm all alone.
Or am I?
I see him from across the sea of people.
He doesn't realize,
but I watch him.
Trace his edges with my eyes.
He feels it.
He raises his gaze to meet mine.
Souls interwined.
The world melts away.
He smiles.
And I realize,
I am not alone.
Not even in the most vague defintion of the word.
Oh, I hope he knows,
neither is he.
---Ry 4-13-08---

1 comment:

Arizona Grey said...

Aaaw, that is so sweet. I love it, Ry. Ok, so, as soon as u get this, u gotta call me. I have awesome news. No Bibles, but ur awesome friend won 1st place regional championships for poetry in Young Authors. U should go in next year. You could totally do it.-
ASH