For H Poem by Lynne RBC

His gaze seem to question the truth in all I say
But his smile reassures me to say it anyway;
His words are pure honesty - open and trusting
His ways has no pretenses - what you see is what you're getting

The name is different, don't even know how it sounds
But now, it seems the most natural thing - saying it all out loud!
He is there in a land so distant and hours behind
But he's the closest thing to heaven that I could find.

Stories are shared, blending cultures so diverse
In a moment's conversation, two lives have merged;
The far-away land has become a familiar get-away
The persons, though strangers, seem long lost soul mates.

And so the friendship blossomed and then the feelings grew
Intense words are now spoken, hurting with a day's absence or two;
Wait! Was that a look of desire we see in each other's eyes?
Should we face the truth and cross boundaries or stick to the rules and settle with lies?

Differences we try to mend, issues we try to clear
But the more we talk about it, more doubts come up, we fear;
For real or mere fantasy? Forever or sometime?
Friends or something larger? To question or define?

There's nothing truly certain, tomorrow hangs in space
But my mind will etch forever his name, his pure heart, his face;
If today should be my last, no doubt I'd live it as it is
Gathering memories of pure love and indulging myself in this moment's bliss!