I Was There... Poem by Nestor David Armas

Last night like a wreath I was around you,

It was Christmas night, but I felt so blue,

Heard you express things about another,

Your words said he was not a worthy cotter,

Had so much to tell you but I lied honestly,

Anything I could've said was sparingly,

Because what I feel for you is not distant,

And this the truth be not doubted an instant,

While I listened to the bells in your voice,

All the while I feigned a smile, had no choice,

But from within, my heart cried for you,

You a pretty flower were wilting through,

Unfitting of a queen to be treated like a peasant,

By the hands of another who was not hesitant,

To yell at you through the phone obscenities,

Provoking in your complexion calamities,

I felt incompetent, ineffectual, hopeless,

Wanted you to hang up, he was worthless,

To hold you in my arms; tell you what I thought,

Caress you to sleep, admiring how you fought,

To assure you to look no further for appreciation,

I was there, to offer you all my comprehension,

Yet I dare not be intrusive, unneeded obstruction,

You are strong, clever and know how to function,

So all feelings aside, all I can offer is my presence,

I offer you my smile and laughter, my best presents...

(12/29/2005)