Take the Wonder Away

Still finds himself thinking about her,
Random moments throughout the day,
He wonders what she’s thinking, or doing
And he wants to take the wonder away.

He can see her sailing;
The wind wrestling with her fiery hair.
He can see her cooking;
Humming over a new recipe, adding her own flair.

He can see her browsing for greeting cards;
Even though it’s rare for her to do.
He can see her throwing snowballs;
While strolling down a wide wintry avenue.

He wonders what she looks like
When struck by a big belly laugh.
Wonders how it sounds;
And what it takes to bend her in half.

Wonders too, about her giggles,
Her shouts, trembling and cries.
Wonders how easy it is
For a man to get lost in her eyes.

He wonders what she’d wear at night
If they ate dinner in the city.
Jeans and a sweater, maybe decked out in leather
Or wrapped in a flirty dress, prim and pretty.

He wonders how she folds her laundry,
And pictures her washing her face.
He can see her on the phone with family or friends.
Thinks about her collection of linens and lace.

He wonders how he’d say goodnight in front of her door.
Both knowing if it happened, he should.
But still, he finds himself wondering if once seeing her,
Will “could” be tempted into “would”?

He grins over his wondering
And the magic she brings each day
Doesn’t fear loosing any mystery
Just wants to take the wonder away.