Allusion and Comprehension
Came across this poem today; it was hiding among the thousands of files on my computer. I think it came about while joking around with someone via email. From 2004:
The rain is falling with incredible power --
we have no choice but to pull over.
The wipers are full of energy,
yet it is impossible to see or hear
through the tremendous downpour.
The only source of light is the greenish tint
coming from the illuminated dash panels,
and the faded reflections
of the headlight beams from outside.
We sit silently for a spell --
mesmerized;
The powerful rhythm of the raindrops
is complimented by peaceful melodies
from a local jazz station on the radio.
In one shared moment,
as if by telepathy,
we turn to face each other.
With that same motion, I reveal the diamond ring;
one that I had kept in my pocket for so long,
in preparation for this enchanting moment.
Without a word, she nods her head "yes," in acceptance.
Her beautiful eyes begin to swell joyously as a teardrop
gracefully makes its way down her trembling cheek.
I too begin to feel tears forming,
as I gaze blissfully into her gentle heart
through the window of her captivating eyes.
Even as the rain falls and the music plays,
there is utter silence.
Our wonder-struck expressions
transform into mischievous grins
as our lips instinctively draw nearer.