The Bench

Today, looking out over the coast, as the oceans powerful waves... crashing onto the cliffs where once we wed, I remember that first kiss that brought our fates together... Actually the kiss was several days later when we finally were physically connected... Looking out from a bridge, we were able to share the soft taste of our lips caressing that very first time. Just days earlier you were but a virtual reality, an illusion as I recall... This was perhaps a meeting of chance or destiny... either would suffice for the time was...

...It was a blood red moon that night I remember just having left you a message on the chat board before stepping out to gaze into the nights sky. We were hundreds of miles away from one another, not aware of the other yet our lives seemed to have been intertwined for nearly a decade. As I awaited you response, my thoughts of possibilities were as vivid as popcorn getting ready to burst into each kernels fullness.

A busy day was ahead of me with lots of planning meetings and organizing of corporate details, so if no response upon my return... then off to bed! Honestly, knowing that this could very well be the "one" hoping anyway that whoever the "one" was would materialize so we could immerse ourselves into whatever was to be our future...