Finally

[peachforhours]

You made no big bang or sudden splash to

Introduce yourself: but that’s what I prefer.

A subtle blend of sweet sincerity

And a shy, certain kind of innocence

Already has me caught, ‘til finally

I feel myself beginning to let go.

I smile lightly: it’s taken long enough.

Although upon reflection, the past and

Present bear a similarity more

Expansive than aesthetics, it doesn’t

Bother me. Difference is in their names.

Even though infatuation may be

Temporary, I’m thrilled to have the chance

To hope. I need to dream of something else.