In a private yard Beep* and Boop* created their everlasting Day. No one told them to do so. Amongst strangers - who know - they show pride in their eyes of each other. Another light in the heavens of orbiting Souls.
Lately I recognize that I find it most beautiful to see the effort people together take to find a place where they can meet. So it happened to Beep* and me. We were pulled towards each other by an invisible force. The fact that we attracted each other, was the sole cause to move to one another and find that common place. And our differences were the fine decoration on common ground. She is a woman, I am a man. To call a distinct difference. I like to philosophize, she is down to Earth.
The square tiled yard literally was our common ground. Our playground to feel each other out. Later called our daily foreground. In this safe haven we built our neat structure, a sturdy brick wall in progress. A nice Foundation. She delivered a brick, I delivered a brick. Never before did I build a togetherness that cooperatively and fluently, nearly mechanical, amazing..! Brick by brick.
It is all about attraction, that one mysterious force. A visual attraction. The beautiful face, how she shines through her eyes. The way her eyes tried to find me. The ensurance in her eyes the moment she felt me next to her on the concrete edge and sensed my presence. Too bad we missed the opportunity to build on to a mature relationship. But, wow, did we weave neatly together! Brick by brick.
Near the end of our everlasting Day I once stepped up to the stranger and asked her what she saw. “Chemistry” was the sole word that came out of her mouth. Apparently the image of 2 dandelions shone in through her eyes and the single word “Chemistry” came out in return. Short before me Beep* stepped up to her as well, she added.
Beep* was very anxious about people to notice the romantic aura that followed us everywhere we appeared and that fenced us from the ordinary world. Apart from other strangers, there was this one stranger that somehow kept emerging the moments we settled on our concrete edge, or when we just popped out the elevator together.
I told Beep* about my encounter. And she felt trapped. She didn’t need words to tell me - she is a woman of little words - but I never before saw eyes repeatedly scan left and right that rapidly. She must have scanned possible scenario’s rapidly to save our meetings on common ground. Apparently she couldn't find no place to be for us anymore. Our romance was unveiled. After that moment writing the song “By your side” was the only thing left for me to do. Our place to be, faded away. It collapsed and left a gap between the fifth floor and the 4th. No elevator to bridge that gap anymore.
Still I cherish the image of our secret from the eyes of a stranger. And that that woman appreciated its beauty in all its glory.
UB Duran 2018-2020