A Token of My Appreciation

Somewhere back in the distance

he sits.

The lines on his face

Deep and obvious

like their relentless and undying passion.

The love on her neck

reminders, tokens

of their nights together.

Their smiles tell their story.

Their minds try to negate the distance.

Like the smallest trickle before a rainstorm

they met.

Something hinted at greatness, but no one could imagine the flood that would follow.

Cascading falls of emotion

abrasive and intense

desire for a life they saw before them.

For once she was over the game

the struggle and the search.

She let him be hers

and him the same.

Separate they were two raging streams

seeking the steady calm waters…

the estuary of their lives.

She could sense his longing as she looked back

and although frustrated and saddened

she was at peace.

as if his smile alone

could calm her every storm.