He was doing research,
She’d learned by word of mouth.
Escaping her redemption,
She’d come up from the south.
He was vague in conversation
About where exactly he was based.
They left at separate hours
So obviously embraced.
Later on it surfaced,
They were each other’s perfect match.
Her old man did warn her
He wasn’t bound to get attached.
She never cared to know the number
Of eyebrows being raised
As they prepared for solitude
So obviously embraced.
Apparently they broke up
To the sound of tumbling dice.
She dropped back on him one evening,
Saying, ‘I had to check up on your eyes.’
It certainly impressed him,
But he was careful not to chase,
On the walls he’d seen their destiny
So obviously embraced.
After their agreement,
He went down like a cannonball.
Later he’d say, ‘ If I was losing it,
It’s ‘cause I really had it in the fall.’
Clearly he was shaken,
Though punches thrown were poorly placed.
To his credit, God knows he took the blows
So obviously embraced.
Pursuing her career, then,
She soon received her degrees,
But you couldn’t tell whether she was a healer
Or an afflicted one in search of remedies.
She carefully examined
The soft skin that he had grazed
And could not help but feeling
So obviously embraced.
There were rumors of desertion,
She wondered if he was still around.
She searched the internet and the churches,
But he was nowhere to be found.
When she was lying on them couches,
Steel-blade-possessed and crazed,
She still held hopes to find her love
So obviously embraced.
One night by the harbor,
Someone approached him in a bar,
Said, ‘Come over to our table,
You know, you can only stretch your luck this far.’
He could feel the years dividing
As it all fell into place,
For there she was, his one true love,
So obviously embraced.
The regulars were leaving
As she took him by the hand,
Saying, ‘Tell me how you’ve held up,
Are you still reaching for the grand?’
At first he was reluctant,
But then she whispered to his face,
And so he laid his story down
So obviously embraced.
Barrenness and virtue
Are easily confused,
People keep up their appearances
With their hearts and their souls all bruised.
But when everything is measured
And all lines have been rephrased,
Still remain the lines we made
So obviously embraced.