Until You Have Returned

It’s not too late to tell her
all love is a myth
If she is Eurydice 
he would be her Orpheus
and he would descend to find her
and bring her back from the dead
where she no longer feels 
anything for him
He’d get down on his knees
and tell her deep in her lips
he will love her forever
all the way to Bliss

I watched you on the carousel 
revolving and transforming 
into these people that I met 
last night and this morning 
Waiting for you, I have learned 
not to look around for you 
until you have returned

Cyrano stands in the shadows
speaking this for Christian
who is at a loss for words
whenever he sees Roxanne
He doesn’t know how to tell her
anything like a lover
to fulfill her secret longings
she has begun to uncover
the ways language can satisfy
almost like a kiss
that will transport her forever
all the way to Bliss

I watched you on the carousel 
revolving and transforming 
into these people that I met 
last night and this morning 
Trusting you, I have learned 
not to look around for you 
until you have returned

Captured by the moment’s magic 
he leaped forward into a glade 
She followed him along the path
No more was she afraid
She knew she was embraced 
by a love that hoped for her best 
where she could be herself 
and not be put to a test
It’s not too late to tell her
all love is a myth
If he was her Osiris 
she would be his Isis

I watched you on the carousel 
revolving and transforming 
into these people that I met 
last night and this morning 
Believing you, I have learned 
not to look around for you 
until you have returned

10/6/12

© Copyright 2012
by Peter J. Stahl