My Hero
From across the room
It was a wedding reception
Everyone looked sharp.
All around,
I saw
Smiles
Dancing
Drinking
Laughing.
*
I sat alone,
Knowing only the groom, my brother,
And our father,
Who had taken to a bridesmaid.
Her coy expressions and body language
Suggested the feeling was mutual.
*
Happy with my own company,
I nibbled my food,
Watching the dance floor
As if viewing a movie.
A piece of shrimp lodged.
Unable to breathe,
Pounding the table for attention.
*
He locked eyes
From across the room
He saw my panic
And ran my way,
Bumping and knocking over dancers.
I felt him behind me
Just as I blacked out.
*
Upon waking, confused,
I looked into his eyes.
The crowd cheered.
I had eyes and ears only for my rescuer.
He spoke caringly,
His eyes kind.
I wanted to know this man.
To love him -
My hero
From across the room.
About the Creator
Julie Lacksonen
Julie has been a music teacher at a public school in Arizona since 1987. She enjoys writing, reading, walking, swimming, and spending time with family.
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She flings her arms around my neck and squeezes me like she’s never going to let me go. My head spins as her lips brush against my cheek. She must be able to feel my heart thumping in my chest. I shuffle backwards and ram my hands into my coat pockets, watching her reach down and heave the rucksack across her shoulders.
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