Could It Have Been?

poetry

It should have been
the happiest day of your life–
Instead, silence
Wondering,
Could it have been happier?

Congratulations, a gripping embrace
A Niagara of champagne falls
Cheers all around
Your mouth crumples
A moon eclipsed
By uncertain celebration.

A gentle tug against your shoulder
You turn, (that signature half shrug)
Called to dance with the memories
Of before it all went wrong.

Remembering….
A familiar tune played
By fingers that slid across
The coincedence of bone and flesh
Eliciting laughter
Between breathless exclamations.

It should have been
The happiest day of your life–
Instead, silence
Buffered by newly formed scars
Forming pink valleys
Of dark desperation
And lonely terrain.

A frantic escape
From hollow applause
Tear filled eyes recognize
The invisible that matters.

The scent of seared flesh lingers
Creating trails
Through starry horizons
And the slumbering lands inbetween.

Perhaps, we meet once again…
One heart turning a key,
Another heart opening.

Lynn Mari, © 2009