“I thought you were my Beatles’ song
Long and languid the notes carefully streamed
from your mouth, invisible electric touch
The drums creating heart beat sounds
That vibrated and moved organs into alignment
And the Tune heard without a word from
You came through and changed what was visible – what was possible.
I thought you were my midnight moon
With golden glow reflected
From the sun that shown in
Your opposite sky. You beamed
And it seemed that this Earth
Was yours and you were mine
Forever, no need for words.
I thought you were my ocean wide
Wild and white caps of waves
Ebb and flow to shores
So far, come close, so that
I may feel your warm salty
Touch and flush of waters
Awaken this sleepy heart
Set apart from dreams in the dark.
I thought you were my last farewell
Chest swells with sensational
Push of butterflies to the
Surface, my last hello lost in
Your soul where it was always
Going, not knowing the meaning,
Reasons, or why, but alright
Satisfied and prepared to fall
and ready for it all.” – Megan Marie Seaman