She Invites Me

She Invites Me

Dreams do come true sometimes
during moments when one least expects,
when the day is cheerful and the air fresh,
causing for a moment of amazement.
A rare beauty enters the scene,
dressed impeccably as if from a movie,
with a tucked-in shirt and pushed-up sleeves
and hand extended for me to shake.
These are the things of my imagination
on my top-ten-wonders-of-fate list;
seemingly less likely than winning the lottery.
She invites me for the greeting of a lifetime
lasting a moment only in the physical world
but remaining longer afterwards in nostalgia.
I have no idea why I am so lucky
but now is not for questioning pleasure.

Demonstration

Demonstration
As captive audience, I watch the demonstration
while she moves in sync with the ambience
complementing each indication of style
presented by glamorous twists and turns
She gazes at herself through me
investigating connections subtle or otherwise
convincing me there may be similarities
beyond the physical ensnarement
I resist the temptation to dance
Complete surrender does not fit me well
Standing still is what I do best
She apparently agrees on that matter
content to stay in romantic motion
playing the part for both of us

Ultimatum

Ultimatum
I am given the ultimatum
with no room for compromise
The moment is tense as she makes her threat
all in the name of co-dependence
like a drug or favorite pastime
repeated ad infinitum
proving what I should have figured
A hard lesson has been learned
and new chapters are added continually
There are no loopholes or exceptions
The energy remains consistent
tempting me to overcome nervousness
so I can allow for ecstatic bliss
whether I am ready or not