Dinner Party

We kissed and loved out on the balcony
as the dinner party rattled on downstairs:
so uniquely and orderly fashioned.

We hugged and whispered sweet nothings
as the wind gently tossed her hair
making this all seem like a dream.

We had just met fifteen minutes ago,
but her eyes told of a different story:
all our existence was waiting for this night.

We closed our eyes and felt the moonlight
gently cleanse our face of all past sins -
the baptisms of two entwined souls.

We drank the rest of our blood-red wine,
and with trembling lips we told the lie:
"We'll be together again very soon."

And then I re-joined the eating crowd.
With shaking hands, and a racing heart,
I hugged my wife - told her I loved her.


~J.V.Harker~
~18 November 2008~