Someone

[veiled_psyche]

This was the first poem I wrote after my husband and I started dating. We went on our first date and then saw each other several times before my birthday. We hadn't been dating long enough for him to get me the typical flowers, jewelry, etc. He said that he noticed that I had poems randomly scattered throughout notebooks here and there and that he wanted me to be able to keep them all together. So my first gift from him was a leather bound, blank journal with a Celtic cross on the cover, and a pen with my name engraved on it. The perfect gift. Anyway, he was awesome and I wrote a poem inspired by him. Go figure.

Someone
Dizzy from a lack of breath,
not from usual thoughts of death.
A strange, new concept peeks about,
flashing itself from the shadows of doubt.

My eyes are gleaming, not from tears of sadness;
Rather from tears of laughter, I must confess.
It's true, this idea is foreign to me,
and makes me wonder what is yet to be.

So in this moment, my thoughts differ
from the way things are inside and once were.
But my mind finds no conflict at this time,
and I continue with my happy little rhyme.

Too good to be true? I ask, answer to unfold.
But truth is in the eye of those who choose to behold.
The same is said for beauty, which was claimed beheld this night.
It makes me smile even more, which truly is a sight.

Seems tonight my dreams may be very different indeed.
All because of someone, to whom it seems, I am an easy read.
Misperception? I think not. I'm sure it could be argued though.
This beholder simply things her someone doesn't know.