The Window by Christina de Vries

His eyes. Dreaming. Lost.

The first thing I noticed.

He was standing there. 

Looking out of his window. 

Staring into forever. 

He didn’t notice me. 

Or so I thought. 

*

A flower. Blooming. Beautiful.

The next day it was there. 

Bright yellow. Alone.

A yellow face of petals.

Waving to the world from his window.

And I couldn’t stop smiling.

*

Red. Intense. Inviting.

Third day I put it there.

My own flower inspired by his.

Response to an unspoken wish.

A never said promise.

A dream placed perfectly

In his window. And in mine. 

*

Burning. Romantic. Two.

The fourth day he lit them.

One on each side.

Lighting up the flower.

Making it beam after sunset.

I kept going back to watch it all night

Until the candles burned down.

*

Smiling. Waving. His eyes. 

Day five and for the first time

They met mine.

Frozen in place and unsure.

Could this be a dream?

His hand rested on the glass.

I smiled and waved back.

*

Awkward. Exciting. Nervous.

Day six and there was darkness.

Nothing to see in his window.

He wasn’t there.

I put on a dress and left. 

My window turned dark as well.

None of us home. None alone.

*

Memories. Time. His touch.

Days and days and days.

I look out my window

To where it all started. 

Other flowers. Other faces.

He doesn’t live there anymore.

Our window. Two flowers. One yellow and one red. 

*

©Christina de Vries – Geek Heaven

yellow and red daisy flowers

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