Opposites attract: Perfect day

by ~shadowgriffen

“Wake up!”

I sleepily rubbed my eyes,
and pulled the covers over my head
(I really wasn’t a morning person.)
the alarm clock was blaring.
[but it was your voice
That opened my eyes]

You open the curtains
and the sun’s rays
nearly got me out of bed,
but not quite.

Then you splashed cold water on my face,
and that jolted me wide awake.

The view was always perfect in the morning.
you would be in your pajamas,
hurrying around ,
making coffee and toasting bread.

(once upon a time, It was a dream to wake up to you.)

I’d give you a light kiss,
upon your cheek as I headed
to the bathroom to wash up.

I came out the door,
and raised my arms just in time,
to catch an apron aimed at my face,
I lowered it to see your wicked grin.

You settled at our little
coffee table,
sipping from the mug.

I found it strange at first,
how you used to cut out the crusts from toast,
those were always so delicious!

“I’ll make omelettes.” I murmured,
Now unneeded.

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We drove to the nearest woods,
and we walked.

You pointed out all the various birds and animals.
I didn’t have the heart to tell you,
I wasn’t really listening.
I was too busy staring at the hand you were pointing with.

I was truly one with nature,
listening to your voice,
you made things obvious to me,
that were so unclear before.
(and I’m not talking about the birds or animals.)

We walked and walked.
your right hand pulling me along.
That look of amazement in your eyes,
that pure awe, pure bliss,
I can never forget that.

And then you turned those curious eyes at me,
saying, “isn’t everything so beautiful?”

I looked straight into those eyes, and replied.

“I couldn’t agree more.”

I knew you’d blush.

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The ring toss was our favorite game at the Fair.

I saw the prizes
And I wanted that plush teddy bear,
That soft black fur matched your hair.
I was going to win it, and hand it over to you.

I told you to watch a master at work,
And you laughed as you sat on the railing..

Of course, I missed all three rings.

Let me try, you said.
The keeper handed you three rings
I looked on humorously,
As if you could succeed where I failed.
You threw all three simultaneously.

I wasn’t really surprised when you handed me the black bear.

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The sun was starting its journey west,
By the time we hit the beach,
Barefoot, and bare legged,
You ran ahead of me.
Collecting sea shells and polished stones.

you’d push me into the ice cold water,
The waves dowsing our heads.
And I’d end up with a mouthful of salt,

On the way back to the parking lot,
I saw the water receding,
(do the oceans of the heart ever recede?
Massive waves that build up momentum moving forward
Never faltering, never halting.
Perfect analogy for infinity.)

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We got in the car,
Dripping wet,
And I couldn’t keep my eyes off the rearview mirror,
As you toweled your hair dry,

I put on music on the stereo to make the ride go smoothly.
You yell for me to play rap music.
This was our usual argument.
“Rap is crap.”
Mock anger would fill your face,
“Oh yeah? Well, Rock is Co-”
I cleared my throat loudly,
cutting you off, grinning.

I headed for our favorite hotel-restaurant.
You roughly jostled me, as you jumped
into the back seat.
I turned my full attention to the road,
No matter how much I wanted to turn around.

You started changing in the back seat.
I didn’t know you could fit complete attire in your purse.
The next time I looked at the rearview,
You were smoothing the folds on a red dress,
Your hair flowing,
Your hand clutching a makeup mirror that you examined carefully.
(You don’t need it. Just look into my eyes.)

And when I got out of that car, and walked into the restaurant,
I was glowing with pride.
(A beautiful girl’s walking next to me…)

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You fell asleep on the ride home,
And I pulled you out of the car,
Sweeping you off your feet,
And I walked to the house door.

Strands of hair covered your face,
And I brushed them aside, to watch the moon rays
Shine on your bronze skin, your closed eyes.

I don’t even know what I’m thankful for any more.
There’s just too much.
I turn my head to the sky in gratitude,
And notice so few stars.

(There weren’t many stars in the northern sky,
But I suppose they fell to the earth,
Just like this one descended into my arms.)

But the blue night sky got to me every time.
I fumbled with the keys,
Finally popping the door open.
I shut off all the lights,
And walked to the bedroom

I gently placed you on the bed,
Pulling off your high heels and dress.

I walked back to the trunk of the car,
And pulled out the stuffed animal, pebbles and seashells.

I laid the black bear on your arm,
And your other arm over it,
And I pulled the blanket up to your chin.
I placed the seashells and stones on the nightstand,
Arranging them to spell the first letter of your name.

I saw the mess left behind from breakfast,
I rolled up my sleeve,
And started washing the dishes.
I worked under the small glow of the kitchen light.
(You were a light sleeper.
I didn’t want to wake you.)

I scrubbed them clean,
The coffee marks on the mug,
The egg scrapes on the frying pan,
Sweeping the hardened crusts of bread into the dustbin.

I hook your coat on the rack,
And put our shoes in the stand.

(I’m usually not a very organized person.
Ever since you came, a lot of things have changed.)

I shut off the light,
And plopped down on the bed next to you,
Listening to your soft breathing,
I lay awake, as my fingers run over your cheek.
And my eyes just don’t want to give up that sight.

(falling asleep, with you next to me, is hard.
But without you, it’d be even harder.)

A fraction of a second before I fell asleep,
I thought I saw your lips curve.

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“wake up!”

I pulled the covers up to my ears,
So you could see my drowsy, irritated eyes,

_{But not my smile.}