He’s here in the room, I can sense him!
My heart skips a beat in my chest
He calmly places his books down
Leaves them beside me to rest.
I pretend to read with absorption
Nor daring to look at his face
Too embarrassed to show him how I light up
When he comes near to my space
She’s reading; I cannot disturb her
Does she even know I’ve arrived?
I place my books next to her table
Was that action way too contrived?
If only she’d acknowledge my presence
I’m feeling sorry I am
Obviously my love is a one-way flow
I don’t even remember her name!
But I totally recall how she made me feel
When discussing Shakespearean plays
I saw her lips move with passion and fun
I so want to kiss them someday
Oh, now he sits close beside me
I dare not glance toward his way
I was taught to not stare long at strangers
Where are your manners today?
She’s been reading for over an hour!
Can a book be better than me?
I want to dissolve through these floor boards
I may as well – as no-one sees me!
I can’t keep this up any longer
Let manners return to cold books
I’m going to do it, I am and I can!
I need to direct him one look
It was then when two angels collided
Shared one sweet moment of bliss
Eyes, ears, nose and throat all subsided
Engorged in hot sensual kiss
Where once sat strangers side by side
One glowing flame of love resides
The angels are singing, stars shine above
Two of His lost ones bask in Life’s Love
Gerardine White - (also called Ger) grew up in wild open country of West Limerick, Ireland. Her country life is represented in her poems and has a strong bearing on her core values and education. She inherited the skill of poetic rhyme from both of her parents and her Grandad. This past year she was published in four Anthologies from Clarendon House Publications. Some of her poems will already have appeared in Ballyguiltenane Rural Journal over time. She had the pleasure of spending an evening with Seamus Heaney in Dublin in 2011. It was later very humbling to read a testimonial of her work: “Your poetry reminds me of Seamus Heaney” (Grant Hudson - Clarendon House Publications) "Poems by Ger have the ability to lift the soul and bring it to a place of peace and calm" (Peg Prendeville, Poet. - The Purple Pencil)