Takes Two (a poem)

What looks ordinary isn’t
I try hard to see the glory in every minute
The best of it I haven’t a clue
Of this feeling that takes two
My heart beats faster just because you’re in it
My eyes grow wider
My mouth goes dryer
Believe me, I’m no liar
Now I’m in your life
Joy lit my darkness
Like fragrant candles, a message, a hearkness
Like chocolate sweet
Again, and again, I sweep you off your feet
I wanted you again, then, in that first moment we did meet
Like a voice from out of nowhere
A voice that said, “I care.”
You lifted my pain, and kept me from going insane
Though I did lose my brain in this battle to my heart
We both played a part
You stopped my own reprimands
Took me from tempest sea to dry lands
To a watering hole in dry sands
And listened to my plea, my offer
To join with me, share my coffer
Of what little I had, you told me I wasn’t bad
With you there, I could be glad
Tears I fought, when we tied the knot
Our humble accord at a wedding we really couldn’t afford
We stood as one, we two
When you held my hands
As my wife
You took away all useless strife
Then time took hold, what’s new becomes old,
But I’m convinced the future is for the bold
We never close our eyes, but only realize
There’s more, and more
The day on some days deserved a second look
We turned pages of a picture book
Promises, promises, that’s all it took
The earth trembled, the sky it shook
Caution we forsook
Remembering our nature as wild
Both of us, in our separate worlds, God’s child
One day wasn’t enough,
When I decided to get out of my own way
Then I wondered,
Are you believing what I say?
Your love stretches to the furthest star
That’s how far,
I can feel it, I can see it, the light, the view
There was no clear sign I blundered

Today, you turned over in our bed,
And I took my cue
I hugged you
I love you, I said
Not once, but twice,
And thereafter
I’m all for us
So are you
I love you, you said to me,
Equally

All you got to do is believe
You can step into the clouds,
Flap your angel’s wings
Listen to love as it sings
In our hearts
Every day anew that’s how it starts
Yesterday we leave alone to grieve
Missing the playfulness gone
But our playfulness renewed
Our eyes open like the dawn
We step into the crowds,
Nothing can erase, a subtle embrace,
A sweet smile on your face
This repeats each day
In our vow to stay
For another chance
For a sweeter romance

On Valentine’s Day
Love takes two

Published by: frankmarquezwritings

I'm a writer, and have been for most of my adult life. Without making this sound like a resume, I wrote creatively in college, dabbling in poetry, short stories and play writing. Later, I became a journalist, public affairs specialist, copy editor and eventually a guy who ran his own newspaper. Now, I'm back to letting my imagination run wild in some new creations including a science-fiction novel. Somehow, I also managed to teach English to high school kids, and roam the battlefields of Afghanistan as a field historian. Field historian may be a misnomer considering all I did was write abstracts summarizing military unit profiles and missions that included hundreds of interviews of troops and contractors in combat. I grew up in a small town called Gering, Nebraska, before escaping to Pomona, California, where I spent my last two years of high school, graduating from Ganesha High School in 1983. I have a Bachelors in English from the University of La Verne (1987), and a Masters in Education from UNLV (2007). In between, I worked for government - the Army and TSA. I served tours in Panama, D.C., and Tokyo, all thanks to a teacher who encouraged me to see the world before I settled down. As hobbies, I run, hike and bicycle long distances. I have also been known to surf and ski. I now live in my hometown after moving back in June 2015. I get to see family on a regular basis, breath fresh air, and not have to ride the D.C. metro or get stuck in traffic. In fact, I ride my bicycle whenever I can. I'm happily married to my wife Lisa, and we watch over a pack of fur babies, our dog Charley, and three cats Spike, Bootsy, and Franky (his shelter name). If you should ever visit me in west Nebraska, be prepared to feast your eyes on paradise.

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