Two Hearts in Bloom

That dream seemed always just out of reach,

Walking alone on life’s sweeping beach.

Wondering how arms could possibly feel like,

Holding me close in the darkness of a night.

Letting it go and burying my heart,

Slowly the blackness wins its part.

Rolling along every day turns another

Continuing the process fulfilling its smother.

Then, a glimpse is carried from afar,

Will it know light from that shimmering star?

Slowly, ever so slowly something awakens and recalls

Surely nothing can penetrate these strong, harden walls.

Those words, that voice doing their part

Shining his light on that old, tired heart.

Two pair of eyes one day finally meet,

Walking together on that cold Boston street.

Come to find out their feelings seemed same,

Showing each other that this was no game.

Stealing a kiss in the corner of a room,

Blooming those hearts, quickly shedding all gloom.