As spring rain washes away winter remnants during this time of Covid our hearts turn toward the sun. Somehow the tilt of the earth is a little different. If we aren't careful we may lean too far and fall off.
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As spring rain washes away winter remnants during this time of Covid our hearts turn toward the sun. Somehow the tilt of the earth is a little different. If we aren't careful we may lean too far and fall off.
Silence and stillness
reach for hearts, cloud messengers
float across steel sky
(image from http://www.kimballibrary.com)
I see him
a glance
racing heart, sweaty palms
Do you think he feels the same?
Rapid pulse,
garbled words, come on tongue speak!
Timid smile
blue eyes twinkle
my knees go weak
Kind, gentle
thoughtful, intelligent
Fluttering heart, the spark of desire
Do you think he feels the same?
Soft, warm
tender touch
melting will, ache to be one
dream to be friends forever
Do you think he feels the same?