Pernicious Dove Poem by Adrian Cordova

She sits on the sidewalk.
Whispering words, to whom no one knows.
And the words whispered, only I can hear.
“I’m not gonna cry.”
Her beautiful face is marred by sadness.
And yet…
I can see hope, when I look into her eyes.
And what I feel when I look into her eyes…
A need to care for her.
A want to move immovable objects for her.
I reach out to help her, but something stops me.
A dove.
And distance.
The dove pulls me away enchanting me with her grace, with innocence, with freedom.
And the distance, the gap, the void, between her and I grows, immeasurable.
But one day the dove leaves, and my mind wanders to the girl on the sidewalk.
I go back to the place she once sat, and found instead a gravestone.
And engraved on it…
“I’m not gonna cry, I will wait for you.”