I've these moments from time to time
over the past few weeks
of startling
(!)
recognition.
Of who I am and what I want.
And a clue of what direction takes.
One of simple
One of love
Two of the same like mind, found furniture
and sarcasm to thought.
It creates this bond,
(yes the red string-esque bond)
That holds us together with an
elastic
behavior. Hand to thigh, all
Irving
Berlin'd in it's seriousness.
Cheek to Cheek.
It sometimes will hold further apart.
just to draw close with those
open mouth breaths
and lingering too close for first
kisses.
To say that beyond curiosity is
piqued?
That'd be an
understatement.
I want it all, the found fine moments,
the bad ones that have a shroud of doubt.
I want to see what happens (I want to see what happens!)
with; I, you, us.
I am fortunate to have a great day.
One that starts with your appearance through words.
Lightly scattered
with recent memory
and new found
thought.
I am very fortunate to have a great day.
One that hopefully starts with a glance from you.
head on pillow
cat close to side.
Face close to face
It is:
Warmth that is beyond any.
A non-jinxed possibility.
Beyond much, beyond so any other.
And more than unlike anything.
Anything that I've felt before.
