Hope
It’s the light in your eyes
I miss it terribly
It’s the way that you smiled
When I suggested running away with me
Though I know you were placating me
Never for once taking me seriously
The thought alone was enough to give me ecstasy
It was your voice when we conversed for a spell
The way you made topics come alive so well
Your words had texture to me
Though you’d praise my clarity
Your wit came effortlessly
Arousing me…intellectually
I won’t even touch upon the danger
That irresistible stranger
Forever present
Yet avoiding all attempts to tame her
Her appearance results in subtle mood shifts
Still though we approach her warily
Never do we beg of her desist
Never do we resist
At least, never do I
Every word is perfectly timed
To bring a twinkle to her eye
To engage her wit
Make her wonder if
That seemingly innocent word
Had a slightly devious twist
And so I’m consigned
To the hallways of my mind
Where memories dwell
And find no room to hide
Where we still exist
And her wit never relents
And my hopes, however vain
Remain
For out first kiss
-Malcolm Lloyd
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