Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

How We Met
by Edmund Siejka

Summer came fast
Like speeding cars
Loud radios
Blue skies and
Warm sun
Days when I was young and naïve
And old enough to know nothing
Spending aimless hours
Waiting for something to happen.

And one day I saw her
Just a passing glance
But I took it all in
The way her perfumed scent
Floated in the summer breeze
The way her hips moved
In a slow sensuous rhythm
Long hair touched her shoulders
Her body even and full
I couldn’t help myself
And I dreamed of her
Every night.

One day we met
But this time
I couldn’t stop
Staring at her
And suddenly I was aware
That she was studying me
A slow searching gaze
A coolness in her eyes
A feeling I never knew before
That excited me.

Awkwardly I blurted out a hello
Suddenly a torrent of words,
All jumbled and twisted,
Came out
Embarrassed at what I said
I wanted to hide.

Instead, I stood there
Unable to move
Trapped by my ignorance
When she smiled at me
Her eyes full and bright
Lips slightly parted
A look that told me
It was OK
And that’s how we met.

this took me back
to a moment I'd bet many of us have had -
those first stumbling words
with a goddess only glimpsed from afar...

nicely captured