Caramel

She’s so sweet that you risk cavities just by looking at her
But to look away would be a depriving action
Taking in as much of her as possible always brings satisfaction
She is more beautiful than she believes she is
Often taking my breath away in short glances
Glances that turn into daydreams of sugary delight
Delighted to just have her here in my sight

When she leaves she takes your heart with her
Making missing her inevitably inevitable
All the things that make her so amazing are gone
And memories of them keep her on your mind for so long
Until the moment the sweetness comes back to you

Her laugh is a hearty one indeed
From that good old happy place deep within
The smile on her face warms you
Causing you to return one without knowing
Listening to her becomes an event worth doing
Her voice dipping and rising in such a way
That your ears fall in love with the very sound
It feels like it lifts your feet right of the ground

She can take one on a journey of immense pleasure
The heights of which is unable to be measured
The after effects of which become almost chronic
Addicted to the soft touch that comes from her hands
The soothing rasp of her voice as it travels through your ears
The sight of her in front of you smiling at you
The smell of her shampoo and perfume wafting through the air
The moments of company outweigh all the rest

Looking deeply into her eyes one sees love looking back
Holding on to her turns into an embrace whose end is unwanted
Giving is in her nature
She does it as easily as she breathes
Never expecting anything in return
Her heart is one made from pure gold
The beat it produces is as loud as the beating of two

She deserves more than she takes credit for
More than I could ever think of giving her
Many take advantage of her good will
Seeing her held back because of her kindness
Brings pain to my eyes
Because this flower aches so much just to grow
One day I hope that she will be able to do so

I believe in her with all my heart
One day she will make it big
Bigger than big even
She will be everything that she wants to be
She will get what is rightfully hers
And after that she will get so much more
Finally getting the attention that has always been in store
Even after that day has passed I will continue to adore

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Flight

I’ve always loved flying. Every summer I would enter a mechanical bird and travel to the island of Dominica. These days, I use a seaplane to travel between St. Croix and St. Thomas in the Virgin Islands on holidays. Thanksgiving is probably the only time that I get/want to travel to St. Croix. Anyways, the flight.

Take Off…

I sit in my seat in the crowded plane. This isn’t a 757, so you’re personal bubble overlaps with the person next to you. The pilot starts up the propellers and we start moving forward across the water. At first it feels like your in a boat as the waves rock you this way and that way. As the plane picks up speed, you get the feeling of being a rock that is skipping across the water. Each wave causes the plane to bounce out of the water. After a moments, the feeling of rising into the air takes place. I watch as the floats stop making contact with the water. We start to soar.

Airborne…

If you’re a believer in a higher power, you imagine his hands under the wings keeping you in the air. You may believe that he is holding the plane up as it flies. Scientists see the combination of thrust and lift in play; lower pressure on the top of the wing and whatnot.

Mesmerized…

No matter what you believe, the view out the window is spectacular. The water is beautiful shades of blue and blue green. The cars become toys, people, ants. You get a view of nature that many do not get to see. This larger scale allows you to take in so much more than you would have on the ground or in a boat. Depending on what kind of flight you’re on, the view remains the deep blue of the ocean or the white of clouds.

Ears pop as the body adjusts to the decrease in pressure. My headphones distract me from the sensation in my ears. Music also takes away from the noise made by the engines. The loud hum is made almost nonexistent as the music fills my ears and soul. I usually put on tranquil music that adds to the peace that I feel in the air.

My destination is fifteen minutes across some tranquil blue water. There are not that many clouds because I’m not that high up. Still, the clouds that we do encounter are tantalizing. They make you want to try walking on them, taste them, feel them. Sometimes I wish that I was flying next to the plane rather than flying in it. I envy the birds that soar through the air.

Wishful…

I always look out for Dolphins or a whale when I fly between my two home islands. I don’t even know how happy it would make me to see a family of dolphins splashing across the water or a whale breaching the surface with a big splash. There’s nothing today but shades of blue. I make out different shapes with the clouds. In an attempt at irony, one of the clouds is in the shape of a dolphin. Funny nature, funny. Halfway there. Time to take a nap. Naps makes the flight feel even shorter.

Home…

I open my eyes in time to see my destination. Landing is always the worst part. The angle of approach is gut wrenching. You anticipate the splash into the water that seems takes forever. The plane glides over the water for some time before is makes contact. Once again skipping across the water like a stone. When the splashing stops, the bobbing returns and the plane is driven to the dock.

The passengers spill out of the plane and are happy to have had a safe flight. I’m happy to be home for another Thanksgiving.

Happy Thanksgiving!