Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Numbers to You by Lisa Arias

Four hours and 34 minutes is the time it took me to get to you on a beautiful Friday night.  You offered to drive because you knew I had been on what seemed like an endless road to you for over four hours.  And, I can remember how you made 17 turns on our way to the Southern most point of the U.S.  Being there with you felt so natural as I sensed five spirits floating around us while we sat there, smoking a blunt.  And, I heard 2,047 waves crash on the rocks next to where we sat as you offered to ride me on your back to climb them.  I counted 167 stars while you spoke to your brother on the phone.  And, I was so intrigued by the sound of your tongue…

While we sat on that little corner of the island, 13 cars drove past us, each and every time blinding me with their headlights. And, I felt exactly 1,723 butterflies flapping their wings in my belly when I wrapped my arms around you as we sat on the beach – traffic going past us. I felt 7,323,206 grains of sand tickle my toes as I sat gently on you feeling you filling me.  I could feel 8, 357, 127 goose pumps all over me when I received your release.

As we laid, flying high, I kissed you good night and realized that I had kissed you 89 times between the time I arrived and the moment I would fall asleep.  I woke up next to you for the 17th time and made love to you for the 58th time that morning.  We ascended 88 steps to the top of the lighthouse that you insisted we climb.  And, in the 20 minutes that we roamed the flea market on our way back to Miami, you picked up the most beautiful ring.  There are 15 amber beads on that ring I wear with each bead representing the number of times that I will recall the 3 times you called out my name when we got back on the road.

There are 844,800 feet keeping me from laying my head on your chest to listen to your heartbeat 76 times per minute.  There are 25,749,440 centimeters preventing me from wrapping myself around all 74 inches, 210 pounds of you at this very moment.

Last night, as we spoke on the phone for exactly 34 minutes and 56 seconds, I couldn’t help but release 498 tears as I realized that the truth of our relationship is the closest thing to impossible that I’ll ever have.  And, on my 23-minute ride to work this morning, I realized for the first time that I have to be grateful for the 4 months that I’ve been given with you.  When I hung up my phone after hearing you say that you’ll be driving into Miami tonight, I came to the realization that although you and I will never be together, there is only one man in this entire universe that will ever truly have my heart.  And,  I came to the conclusion that although I’ll love again, there is only one man that I want to lie next to when I’m laid to rest.  So, when I kiss your lips good bye, know in your heart that there is one woman out in the world that will love you into your next lifetime and the many more thereafter.  Know that there is one woman who was willing to dedicate her entire lifetime to pleasing you.  Know that there is one woman who will love you until she closes her eyes for the last time.  Know that as I am taking my final breath, it will be your face that I will hold in my memory to take me into my next lifetime.

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