The Wedding Guest

The reception was wild with rockabilly beat taking the heat of the crazy dancing released energy of the partying feet

The most beautiful girl in the room was savouring her great aunts nature and the rebellious constitution within her recollection.

Though the pauses were brief she had time to dream and her imagination began to trickle in the flow of a whispering stream.

The music was incessant and the beat went on…rising above the receptions echo she could hear the sound of a different song

“Oh my love my darling I’ve hungered for your touch a long lonely time…”

She felt a tingle as it washed over her, distracting her from her great aunts history; she looked towards the dance floor;

in amongst the flailing arms and skip kicks she could make out the figure of a man; motionless a single rose in his hand

“And time goes by so slowly and time can do so much are you still mine…”

She eased herself from her seat; the waves of faces in front of her were smiling and laughing but she could hear only her song;

becoming oblivious to all that surrounded her; edging closer toward him she manoeuvred slowly through the revellers maze

“I need your love…I need your love…god speed your love to me…”

He seemed dark and carried an air of mystery, though he wasn’t a mystery to her for she knew that she had been waiting

for this appearance through the winds and rains of her every broken looking glass, lost horseshoe and discarded rabbit foot.

“Lonely rivers flow to the sea to the sea to the open arms of the sea…”

She continued towards him, her fears subsiding as the music of her stolen moment began to sooth all the wounds and scars

branded across her gentle heart and each torturous put down daubed like graffiti on every wall within her precious soul.

“Lonely rivers sigh wait for me… wait for me… I’ll be coming home wait for me…”

She was there; standing before him taking the rose from his fragile grasp; fingers brushing, she placed his hands on her hips,

looking into the darkness that had kept him blind buried within a forgotten shadow; she eased the covers from his eyes

“Oh my love my darling I’ve hungered for your touch a long lonely time…”

She placed her arms around his neck and their eyes danced within a symphony of a lovers encapsulating melody

and as they kissed all moments within a dream became the dream within a moment; they danced and the union was blessed.

“And time goes by so slowly and time can do so much are you still mine…”

“I need your love…I need your love…god speed your love to me…”