His eyes, dark as chocolate satin
Warmed my soul like hot chocolate
After a childhood snowball fight.
And He looked at me like You did
(With a shred of recognition,
But no true emotion)
As if I were a stranger to Him.
(I had never seen His face before,
Yt could not lift my stare.)
I was an animate puppet to You,
Fulfilling your desires.
You never realized that I had needs of my own,
And that I desired more
Than those passionate nights.
Each glance at Him,
An icon from my past,
Like staring into an antique mirror
(At the yesterday I'd tried to forget...)
Finding that He resembled You,
And that I hadn't changed
From the innocent girl-woman I was.
Once, on a summer's eve
(So long ago, yet clear as spring water)
We had driven out to the lake.
There, huddled in Your arms
I found the security I'd never felt
And I mistook the heat of Your body
For the warmth of Your heart.
"Our song" came on the radio.
I grabbed Your hand and pulled You onto the grass
Beside Your truck...
Bodies intertwined, dancing...
And You lifted me in your arms
(Strong from a summer of construction work)
And sat me down inside the tailgate.
You jumped in beside me,
And we danced in the bed
Of your little red truck,
Twirling each other like guests
At the inaugural ball
Of some famous President.
While I was in Your arms
I felt like nothing could tear me
From Your gentle grasp...
Nothing... but Her.
