Perception: My Heart is Yours
A serene, picturesque backdrop to an idyllic summer-afternoon surrounds me as I perceive crystals, blue, pink, purple. All possessing unique powers, revolving around me, yet I sense mine slipping away as they bring me into my own space and wonder, longing for you. Love, or luster, or lust without the braided ties of marriage… For an ephemeral moment, I want to feel as if your eyes won’t ever shine for anyone but me. I sow the seed of love deep within your heart, even the shrill of winter’s frost won’t break the calm of our perfect desire. Let’s intertwine like new lovers. Incorporeal, without form, we steal minutes, moments, even days. Your love as fleeting as spring butterflies, a plant without roots beneath, only shallow, thin lines like the veins running under the skin below my ankles. I plop down into the deepest seas at times, into my own personal ravine, lost in the swirling mist of doubts, yet revitalize your soul. Planting your feet near me, touch my inner wisdom, vaporize my fright. Your skin still smooth, your life seems endless, predictable, but mine is nearing the edge where seagulls fly on wings of tomorrow which may never arrive. Revolving around my tired thoughts are your endless questions— What if we’ve met at another time? In another life where there were no limits? Nothing to be ashamed of? Or afraid? Just love, or lust, living today until we hear and breathe in the sound of peace not from within, but inside the twisting of our ears in a tone that soothes and cradles our minds. Love me! I would shout, but how you see me is not like I am. My outer beauty has been vanishing, and you can’t see within. Only God, the One Mind. He’ll see me through the grief of letting go of dreams of togetherness and the wishes of feeling like a woman who’s wanted and cherished— There are others, there’s you, there is me— I’ll choose, and then you won’t have to. I will leave, so you could stay without me. But remember, my heart is yours, and my mind was filled with the promises of tomorrows by your side, and I lived for them.
First Published by Unlimited Literature Literary Magazine, January 2020 as Poetry of the Month.
The Author
Cassandra Crossing immigrated from Europe and now resides in the Chicagoland area. Poetry and writing have been her life-long dream.
She writes from personal experience about love, despair, loss, and hope. Her work includes short stories, creative non-fiction essays, flash fiction, plays, and poetry. She’s also working on a few novels and novellas.
Cassandra’s flash creative non-fiction essay “Why Are You Here?” won Runner Up status and has been published by WOW! Women on Writing in 2019 while other flash fictions and creative nonfiction pieces were selected as a finalist in contests by WOW. Also, an interview was posted by WOW in The Muffin (an online blog: https://muffin.wow-womenonwriting.com/) on January 5th, 2020. Her poem “Not Good Enough” has been published in 2019 and "Never to Try Again" in 2020 by the Illinois State Poetry Society (ISPS) on their website. A selection of five poems is forthcoming in March 2020 to be published by The Scarlet Leaf.
Many of her poetry, fiction, creative nonfiction, and plays have been chosen as a finalist by her college to represent them in the annual Skyway competitions over the last six years. You can find her work on her website at ccrossing888.wixsite.com/cassandra and support her on Patreon at www.patreon.com/CassandraCrossing.
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