Chosen By
Chosen by a hemline that strangled my restraint
Chosen by a blush, a light red so softly faint
Chosen by the sound of murmuring desire
Chosen by a spark that transformed decorum into fire
Chosen by a pedicure that scratched the right place
Chosen by the perfect light that caressed a perfect face
Chosen before time knew that it had passed me by
Chosen despite the truth, despite each little lie
Chosen from the very first all-knowing wink
Chosen with the help of a few, well-timed drinks
Chosen by the fortune teller that promised me back then
She made me wait forever, she never told me when
Chosen by the lessons that past lovers taught
Each kiss led to insight, despite the damage wrought
Chosen by the practice that made perfect over the years
Ready and willing, learned at the school of flowing tears
Chosen by the tingle of anticipating skin
Chosen by the sweet choice of where I could begin
Chosen by the pause just before the gushing flood
Drowned at sea, crashed upon the beach of love
Chosen by the ink as it stroked the paper’s flesh
Chosen by each line, and each signature caress
Chosen by the melody that was hummed before I knew
The words would only come once inspired by you
Chosen by a scent that spun me ‘til I could not stand
Chosen by Cohen’s songs, I told you I’m your man
Chosen by the untamable laughter which we would share
Chosen even before I saw the soothing smile that you wear
Chosen by a quivering lip, trembling at the thought
Of hope coming to fruition, of that so often sought
Chosen by the simple touch, by unintended bliss
Chosen by an opportunity fate would not have me miss
Chosen by a life of dreams, none ever so real as this
Chosen by unanswered prayers I thought that God had missed
Chosen by every poet’s muse, from now until the end
Chosen by sympathetic nature, which chose my heart to mend
Chosen by your well wishes, when mine had gone away
Chosen by what might become on some far distant day
Chosen by a dance that moved me into your arms
Chosen by an embrace that keeps my heart so warm
Chosen by the heels, that led to your legs,
Chosen by the lines that made me want to beg
Chosen by impulses that I could not resist
Chosen by the heat and sweat that filled the air with mist
Chosen by the neck that longed to be bitten
Chosen from the first time I saw you too were smitten
Chosen and chosen willingly, I did not put up a fight
Chosen by each and every long and sweet endless night
Chosen by the desire to not have to choose at all
Chosen by the rhythm of love surviving after the fall
Chosen by the unhidden truth of what was meant to be
Chosen, one for one…. I for you and you for me.
