LegosA Poem by Alona RivikaShe holds my hand and learns who I am, by short seemingly
meaningless conversations. Eventually, she begins to question if I am the
person I presented myself to be. So I slowly unbutton my sweater, until she is
able to put the puzzle pieces together. I remember how she figured me out. Then
suddenly she reached into my ghost-like transparent physique and took my buttoned
heart. She stared at it intently and abruptly unfastened each clasp, till my
heart was completely open. Without warning, Legos tumbled out of my flaccid
heart, like an avalanche. Every Lego was disheveled and detached from one
another. Flabbergasted by this mess, she washed each Lego with soap, made sure
they were clean and started combing these cube like connectors together. It was quite ravishing. Blocks of different
colors, built on each other, in such a palatable work of dexterity. Above all, I will never forget the smile on
her face, silently asking me if I liked what she had done. At that exact
moment, I remember losing all sense of reality and just
kissing her. Somehow, our fingers had
magically connected our hands. We were one. A creation! Within the hour, our
fingers slowly began to come apart. We both sat up and awakened to reality. She
put the Legos back into my heart, but this time it was different. It wasn’t
dismantled. It was together. It was art and she was the creator. Within that single thought, she buttoned the
fabric claps of my heart and reached into my ghost like body, and put my heart
back on its stand. I was whole once again. This time, she pulled me toward her and kissed me. Kissed me
until the memory was vague. She was a
ghost and within a second she faded away. Once in a while, you
need an artist, but only you can let them in. More or less, like paint, people
will fade away, but maybe if you never give up, people and Legos will never
break apart. © 2013 Alona Rivika |
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1 Review Added on June 24, 2013 Last Updated on June 24, 2013 AuthorAlona RivikaMelbourne, FLAboutWriting is mostly my diary of emotions. I'm really into music and I love to sing and play my guitar. I'm a really smiley person. I probably smile to much lol. In spite of that, my idol is Jessie J and.. more..Writing
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