It's Saturday night.
The excitement is building. Thoughts of The American Legion are dancing in my
head. A youthful congregation of teen infusions fixated on making the night fantastic.
It's Texarkana,
Arkansas and the Legion is near the viaduct. The viaduct area is rife with railroad
tracks that once led to an industrial society of whereby the goods were sold and
shipped by rail to destinations not known or cared for. The moaning whistle of
the coal fed engines pierced the moonlit sky and love and hormones shadowed closely
in step.
All
is well in the gates of teen thinking as the crescendo of delightful feelings
emanate throughout. Young ladies, make ready for the night with giddy talk amongst
like minded romance of innocent feelings yet not shared.
As
a train pulls into station, so the thoughts of the young imagine the newness of
uncharted waters and the prospect of loves strangeness and riders not tendered.
The
music is loud and the base beats as of a heart thundering aloud. Attractions glance
the open room as eyes meet eyes and fall unto the floor. Movements intertwined,
and soft and right as feelings feel the mind. All seems right-
Slow
dancing to Track of my Tears as bodies softly, slowly, and swaying to the music
of understandings not spoken but known. Soft whispers and loves enchantment leave
the world around in a cadre of delightful excitement of wonderful expectation.
Young
minds and hearts speaking in silent motion of feelings, hard to be expressed,
but real. Love springs its dart of poison unto those not yet ready for the intoxicant
of emotion. Bringing passion at ebbs tide, quelling thoughts of doubt.
Kissing
innocently, testing feelings, movement synchronizing with beats of soulfully sung
music and rhythms play on. This is youth and innocence.
Chills
go down my spine as my feelings overwhelm me. I have not felt this way before.
A pretty smile encased in the warm delight of her longing eyes only take me further.
This elixir of magic love I have not known except in my thoughts, Not fantasy,
not imagined but real and true, to the marrow of my soul I feel.
From
this , is a beginning, a journey of life, that will take me into its enchanted
forest of unspeakable warmth as two become one----
