The Morning Star

LOVE IN ECHOES

Love is kind and cruel. Lives of lies and deceptions .The chills and chokers. Magic in the air, soul and skin.

It was a normal summer morning, the morning sun was beautiful, the air blew cool that morning. The sound of birds chirping like sweet melodies. The warm feeling of the sheets like summer breeze, her sweet lemon scent sprouting in my sheets. It felt like a dream, As i saw the intimate reflection of the sun on her smooth soft natural brown skin.

Glowing with the sweet rays as she turned and smiled down to me. I could smell the taste of her southern roasted coffee beans. It was magical, like the novel she was reading. She took a glance at her pages, and with a soft voice she echoed, like a harming sweet harp "Good morning handsome " but little did i know what all this meant.

The summer wind blew past my ankles as i swerved out of bed. The floor was cold, the scent of her Italian cuisine grandma recipe reaches me with irresistible effect like a perfect Good morning breakfast. I reach for my pants but i can't see them.

I'm obliged to walk naked through the hall way with little privacy at my dignity. I'm trying to pretend as if i can't see her half naked sexy body "my doom". Come taste my grandma's recipe it's one of a kind. As she gently walks away her night gown bounces about and reveals her Italian mama given bosom.

Phone rings twice, as i reach out to pick. Lizzy convincingly squabbles, "No No. Not so fast, we having breakfast, unless you don't like the muffins". I do, but i need to take this, it's work.

As I pick the call, I heard Cassy, "Good morning Mr. Lyon. I have the contractors on the line, may i put them through sir?". Now is not a good time Cassy! Cassy respectively argues "But Sir they've been calling for the seventh time. Alright,alright Cassy!...

Good morning Mr. Lyon, My name is Richards ,I'm with CRYSTAL CONTRACTORS".I could feel his anger and impatience through his shallow breaths and beasty voice on the phone, the man famous for his lack of emotional control, trying hard to be professional. He had been trying to reach the office for days, "Sir I'm calling to confirm our meeting this afternoon".

'Yes, the meeting is on, and my apologies we've been postponing a lot lately .How far are you with the cabañas?!'.As he stumbles for a minute and continues "Sir there's a few issues I would like us to tackle on in our meeting later this afternoon". "Thank you Richards, my regards to your wife Lizzy.

Would you care for another muffin handsome?!" No Lizzy.. I better get going, my wife is landing in the next hour and a half. I can't afford to keep her waiting. Lizzy was known for her many talents among a few, getting what she wanted so effortlessly. Lunch?!. this time I wasn't going to fall for her tricks 'No.. I have a meeting with the contractors at 02'.

The sun rays hit my eyes as I try to get up. She holds my hand gently with a soft voice and her blue eyes, winkles once and asks." how does dinner sound?!.the angle of light had touched me. 'I'll call You'. Lizzy shoot her last shot, she hoped would at least save her "take care handsome...

Maybe it was the weather that morning or the fact that I was wearing my favorite silk blue tie .but it truly felt magical. The traffic wasn't so bad. Mr joe was eating his cheese sandwich peacefully, my coffee place opened early today and Candise was in a good mood today, which seemed impossible, but impossible was a norm that day.

"Good morning Mr. Lyon, would you like your coffee as the usual!" I don't know why I was surprise but she has been making my coffee for the last sixteen months.as I sipped on my coffee I felt every bit of love that was brewed in these coffee beans.

Maybe it was something in the coffee or the cool summer breeze but she looked angelic. in her well nightly attired uniform. her beautiful brown eyes in the sunrise, she stood there so beautiful and elegant. she effortlessly smiled as she watched me drive towards. The only thing that was going thru my mind was "why ,why did you do it? I told myself she will never know, and it's better that way.

As she took her first step towards me ,the watch on my sleeve felt loose the wind brew hotter and the only voice I could hear was an echo of her designer shoes hard on the ground as she cat walked like a supermodel she was. What is that smell?!..Mmm!?. Its a cigar, I had never smoked but this time I felt like I needed a cigar, maybe it would help calm my nerves, but what could it help, really!....

As I stood there, she leans forward to kiss me and I could tenderly smell her classy rose Aroma. Reminds me of our first date in Paris, the time we met the famous 'Kassav' the rhythmic carnival band. And the variety sweet french wines that spiced our romantic moment frozen our hearts for a life time we stood in front of La tour Eiffel. As her cherry lips met mine I felt the spark.

The evening sun set on the horizon,As we drove through the golden fields, I turned to her as the wind blew away her long beautiful curls my heart beat with fast rhythm, I wondered what had gone wrong to even consider another woman. She smiled at my treacherous being as I tried to keep it together not to sabotage our sweet heaven, at least as promised.

The memory of summer evenings. The tranquility,And The jazz on the radio reminds of April fall. when our worlds crossed paths. The magical day,when I first laid my eyes on this beautiful Goddess, my Cleopatra, Queen Sheba.