A Night Of Excess Poem by David DeSantis

In search of extra
energy for a trip
I made my way
To an unknown corridor.
Sun shine rays
And July 4th barbeques
I left behind
Fora night of excess.

"120 for more",
and a good deal
the wealth of my cousin
to support our supplements.
Returning to a castle
With a beach before me
We rolled up our plan
And laid out our trip.

As soon as I did
Power fake feelings,
A b-12 high
And teeth chattering pronouncements.
It's funny how clear
The mind can seem
When diluted delusions
Hamper the brain.

She was there
beautiful as ever
and she partook
With beauties grace.

Caught in the rapture,
Of blood boiling movement
I failed to notice
The silk of her legs.

Gone from me,
Was the lusting desire
That usually remained
Our last connection.

It's strange how when
The body is stimulated
We soon forget
The murmurs of the heart.

Yet In this instance
It's all I remembered
And looked at her
Without sexes gaze.

"Take a walk with me"
I found myself asking,
And responding in kind,
She agreed the same.

Down to the beach
We strolled together
gripping her hand
As I hadn't in years.

With fear aside
I tried to remember
The many times
We had been to this place.

I was sick of trying
And trying to be sick
When the cure it seemed
Was here by my side.

"How are you really? "
I asked in kind
And mean it I did,
As the moment was hers.

Instead of talking,
I finally listened,
And freed from desire
I searched for her soul.

Touched and trusting,
She returned to me
Opening her mind
As she hadn't in years.

She talked of what hurt,
She talked of what bothered
And she gripped my hand
As a new lover would.

I didn't judge,
I didn't pass over
The ideas she had tried
To tell me before.

Triviality was gone
Replaced by understanding
And I finally realized
just how beautiful
She was.

I opened my eyes
And let in her heart
As the drug had somehow
allowed me to.

Gone was the guilt,
And infidelities committed
The binded dreams
And the love we had stolen.

Forgotten were the nights
My eyes had witnessed
And the disconnect
Of apathies grace.

She was there
And so was I,
Free of judgment
And cleared of pain.

And to be together
In such a moment
I can honestly say
I relished that night.

Because life is what matters
And moments do count
Excess baggage
Has no room in ones heart.

To carry pain
Deludes the person
That you once were
And I know she is.

Just two people
On a night of excess,
Who found that love
can be regained.

And It wasn't where
I had sought before
To be lost in the heart,
And found in the brain.


Copyright (c)David DeSantis