ISN'T IT ROMANTIC

On the beach today I saw a look of quiet amusement
pass over your skyward-turned face
as if predicting my very next word.

I held out bravely; not a predictable word
escaped my salt-watered lips for at least a minute
as I gravely contemplated the crab in the sandhole.

The sun came out like a warrior
assaulting our fragile skins.
Behind my closed eyelids it veered crazily.

Still I knew you waited so quietly in the sand
for the obvious daily words to gush from me
unstoppable as the weather itself.

The crab wore out its welcome
became assimilated with so much sand,
And still I knew that look was on your face.

No respite from the fierce delight of the sun
no respite from the fiercer joy of you
waiting, waiting quietly by my side.

You won the race for the heart,
Your silence was forever eloquent
so unlike my tortured quest for speech.

Twisting over in the sand
love almost turned to anger because you knew me so well
I almost snarled the lovely words out:

"I love you"

And your eyes mirrored the deeper beauty of it all.

~Author~Christy Brown~

Sitting with you in any setting is so lovely
it is still so new to me like each new morning
watching each new wonder cross your face
and I a new arrival to joy
happily caught in that wonder.

Your every movement arrests my mind
bringing my senses instantly awake
and in your very stillness I am aware
of things waving my life restfully
to a joyous conclusion.

~Author~Christy Brown~