The Ten Commandments

I am the Lord thy God

Thou shalt have no other gods before me

Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image

Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy God in vain

Remember the sabbath day, to keep it holy

Honor thy father and thy mother

Thou shalt not kill

Thou shalt not commit adultery

Thou shalt not steal

Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbor

Thou shalt not covet

via Daily Prompt: Ten

Things Will Never Be The Same

Out of a routine evening,

one more segment of a life

appearing very similar to

so many others,

come two green eyes

through those swinging doors.

And I take notice.

 

The distractions of the day

are less worthy of my time

as I watch this mystery

move through the room.

I sense something very familiar

yet unmistakably new

in her manner &

how her hair of light colors

absorbs the subtle illumination

& drapes long over her shoulders

in a very comfortable way…

And I feel comfortable.

 

A quick smile she gives

works a pleasant spell

upon my head.

Dormant regions stir & spin.

My mind effortlessly takes notes

as intro material is given out

and as I listen to her voice

ten thousand endorphins settle

into perfect receptor sites.

And I look into that face

for clues…

And wonder what could be there

behind those pools of green.

 

Yet subconsciously

I await the expected parade

of self-promotion

to pass by.

Maybe a litany of the remarkable

& unremarkable for me to endure.

Or a well-worn version of her

own personal-justification perhaps

but often degenerating into desperate

attempts to turn life

into an attractive package

someone might like to buy.

Or simply the ravings of the insane

or overly sane –

incomprehensible

in any case.

 

But from the first minute

with impatient eyes wide open

she demands the truth only

& seems to know the difference.

No additives, no excess

& she delivers in kind.

Her words find their mark

with ruthless efficiency…

and mix easily with my own

as the conversation sways on

to the rhythm of Jim Beam.

And I smile

& reflect on how I have been

unchallenged for so long.

 

Someone’s wristwatch reveals

how quickly the “routine evening”

has marched along.

And so the universal parting rituals begin.

But it was so refreshing –

the time spent so worthwhile,

no feigning of interest needed

not a taxing, torturous moment

to suffer.

I am transformed by her sincere nature

& protective barriers disappear

like whiskey from our glasses.

As we walk into the night

I realize she has touched my heart.

I offer my thanks, a kiss unexpected,

& realize…

Things will never be the same.

–Anonymous