Window In Time
by Maureen Louise Reardon

Copyright © 2000

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Never did I consider I would fall for one so far away. Never would I have dreamed that two people living separate lives could share something this wonderful. Guilt has been a regular visitor, when I stop to wonder. Would I ever be a part of your life? In the short time it takes to wonder, guilt becomes significant. I will not apologize for my love. Our daily life's dwell in a parallel dimension, a discreet secret love. Other people in our lives meant nothing, short moments spent. I loved you, so nothing else mattered.

We would talked on the phone urgently. Your breath would catch your throat, anticipation, as I shared where I wanted to linger. You baited me with promises. My journey between your eager thighs. Anticipation would fill me, eager to memories that had not yet unfolded. Tucked away deeply, in the archives of my heart. Of not forgotten yesterdays when I knew love. That love gave me a return.

As I Look out my window, clouds pass. Your face a distant reflection in every cloud. I ignored my silent urgings. Impatience, was my companion. Time stood in my doorway of no future. I raged with the hunger I had for you.

Memories silence of conversations, lust once spoke volumes in recollection. Why I am a part of you. Hesitation guilt, selfish passions. There was speculation and reservation. As to the source of our mutual desire, as both of us suspected something more mystical than either could explain. I found myself helpless, as the fire of my love grew for you.

You left me without a word. I was just a your desire, another conquest. I just filled some emptiness of your time. Never to be defined. For only my tears remain behind. The could have been's of my love. As my ghost becomes my companion once more. For I was just a window in time.

The End