|One Second More
This time I will add, and with a deep breath in, I will leap into the arms of passions and foes, each has a bite for me, I rub two fingers together and dissolve time between the tips and sprinkle it over the frozen sand.
This year seems longer, shorter, they say, but I feel, I know this year a memory now and when new thoughts rise, my brain scatters and I twist.
Love with you, one second more, a start, a first note to some miraculous score, on this new year's eve I find myself, like a frozen fruit, at your door.
I have a harp layered with ice and glowing from red to blue to purple, I melt and dazzle you, and you thrill me beyond each echoing song in the night, the solstice was not what we had hoped, modern lights just flashed and faded, never hot enough to pump passion into our year's end travel.
But now I find myself at the foot of your bed in flames, if a second is all it takes then this time grows shorter each year, I listen longer to dances through the woods, your naked body bounces in my mind.
I grab you in my arms and lead you out into the cold night. A single source of heat, our love, a single distant point, our love, a single focus found, our love.
our love, our love, our love.
That second comes and goes in a singular delight, and just before we understand its majestic sign, the fleeting second gives way and tumbles to hide under the sky.
We stand in the darkness to find the sun chase the day while the waves break their wake.
Happy I am to see you in first light my love,
© Julia E. Maresca