Things Poetic

 Eyes Hot chocolate and amber, swirling hypnotically heat, warmth -encompassing my soul my mind my spirit the opening to the soul always

 In the Eyes The first time I looked into her eyes,  cross face staring up at me, furrowed brow,  that newborn smell, in her hair and skin cuddling into my chest warmth and calm Beautiful blue, questioning so like anothers could be copies, so similar Hair like spun straw Feeling like home belonging  heart thrumming hummingbird like always

 Setting Sun Drive, foot down,  thrum of the wheels on the asphalt  speedometer ticks over, arrow sits at 74 mph just deep orange and yellow fill the sky to the West calling the day to order to its end birds soar, murmurings in synchronicity trails of cloud pointing to a destination rainbows and arrows of destination and source

Quote for my day   you will have plenty of opportunities to be angry in your life you have less chance to love people though , really love them so you wanna be careful about how many of those opportunities you squander                                                                                                                         from "the Affair"

 Perhaps Perhaps that sideways glance, the just seen smile that quickened my soul was just a smile, and didn't mean a life promise perhaps Perhaps the truck of our fingers, unexpectedly, on the step of the glass was just an accident, no need to blush, or look around to see if it was noticed perhaps Perhaps catching your eyes, and the glow I saw in them was just the candle light reflecting innocently perhaps Perhaps my heart beat speeding up when seeing you was just an oddity of the physical perhaps none of that is consequential, means anything perhaps 

 Self aware silent, scintillating sunlight slips sensually,  sighs smiling satisfaction stolid sensible suddenly searching somewhere seeking silence  still summer  sails slipping south slowly  spiritual soulful serious staring sleep slipping surrounded