I LIKE DESSERT WITH MY LAUGHTER

by: Melba Poff Shaver
March 13, 2011

From the moment I saw your laughter
on my lifestage,
heard it,
felt it,
breathed it in,
touched it,
laughed it with you,

(Smile ~ dreamed it !)

I knew I had crossed that line that most women never even know exists !

As safe as choices allowed, (allow),
As protected as fate became, (is),
As distant as barely rumbled thunder that I feel in the pit of my stomach,
We are still as close as breathing each others laughter ~
we are a quiet storm ~

I've kept my distance,
trying hard not to break the law (yours),
and never reached farther than my fingertips
but you touch them,
you're eyes see what mine see.

We climbed one fence ~ fun, crazy, laughing ~

We give those hugs that...hmmm...
(love the smell of your leather jacket).
I hang on to the rope we stretched between us,
you hanging on, trying not to fall,
me holding my breath, waiting for you to ~

It won't hurt ~
anyone !

We have each others laughter for lunch
at Lily's cafe'
but we leave dessert untouched ~
Mother made me promise not to have regrets when I'm dying,
I promised her (myself) that I wouldn't.

I like dessert with my laughter !