Apology

You said I wouldn’t take it 
Was not privy to the globular confections 
Colors reigning alphabetic 
Musical impressions 
Fanciful discretion 
Altering the door of your perfection
But on me you closed it—
If only for a second—
Lost alone in this bucolic wasteland 
Shoes disfigured with the touch of sand 

You said you wouldn’t make the plane

Nestled in these velvet spaces,
We unbottled our illusions, 
Swallowed by these leering fates

The fractals were reflected in my eyes  
My skin was growing taut 

But do you know that I have always 
Relished your ambitions
Enveloped in your values 
And your sentimental gait
And can you gather what it’s like to miss 
Your frivolous hot takes

So might this stigmatized forever 
Breach biological constraints?
Casting out these anchors in our wake

These reels were not devoid of blips and change:
They tell us what it is to grow together 
In laughter that we share forever, 
In redeye flights that mark our time apart 

And I shall know, one day, between our crinkled smiles, 
Sauntering with wizened fingers interlaced,
That you will always love me all the same  

Liza Libes