"First Date Blind"

FIRST DATE BLIND
for "Kevin" - that now infamous "blind date" (true story!)
[best if you read this one aloud]
~L. Page

Book and coffee and table at which to sat
We two sat but first to speak was I.

Says I “This night to meet you here
You fear will put between us a connection,
Stray confection of sweetness to romance
We two perchance of each other mere friends
Here ends. Fear not, for as I fear too,
Our two worries shall cancel out
Chancing doubt, and mere friends we shall
Stay well.” Says he, “I’ll drink to that.”

Do thought I did that, small he of frame,
Love same I was too large upon sight
For some night, should we two try to
Too try woo, not a proper image impart;
In part because two streams can never cross
Ever dross when melded, but not we one.

We won in moment conversation our comfort,
Come sort us later to our places of relief,
Love relief removed. Says I “No longer stranger,
Stranger still I sit here moving, not knowing what
Knowing that you have in you. How came you to
Who you do seek to be? How came you to God?”

“You who do God me by question,” says he, “says I
stays my eye in the eternal talked here over coffee.”

“Scoff ye at the merit of such a question to a man
Who a man while I’ve never met before; should I
Brood I and assume you’ve not met the Maker?”

“The Maker and I met when faced I death
Graced my breath as a boy when nearly crushed,
Nearly rushed to eternity with broken bones.”

“Spoken moans you then?” “I did, did I.”

Bid I to laugh, then, as this first we’ve met?
We let the moment pass, eternity now covered,
Now hovered we over the present mundane,
One day in the life of me or he or we to job,
We to hobnob of our business and hours.

And ours is too tight a talk to talk tonight.
Walk tonight away from coffee and table
Send, able to say we met; though not likely.
Fraught likely with desire in both to not meet again.

(c) 2000 Leah Randelle