Bloomsday 2010

Breathe in.

Air is crisp and fresh.

The sun welcomes us.

Fields of pavement before me.

Step after step, accomplished.

13,200 steps to her.

Faces blurred.

Left, She must be left.

Scan the faces for her.

Did I pass her?

Blood rush, knees weak.

I'm upon her face.

Miles away, She's smiling.

Push through the crowd.

I've made it.

Space closes in.

My grip tightens.

It's been too long.

Never let go.

Fuzzy warm feeling.

Eye contact.

Smiles.

Pain strickens.

Not here, Not now.

My lips beg.

I hold strong.

Oh, how I've missed her.

Time ends.

I must leave.

I hold her one last time.

I pull away.

She's so beautiful.

I give in.

Lips meet cheek.

Back into the crowd.

Breathe Out.