Sunlit shoulders
bright, generous weather.
Why hearts sense each other.
Somewhere a window into our self opens
footsteps in our shared spaces.
Sparks as kindness
traveling, travels .
Recognition outpacing speech.
Gestures.
Romance.
Once there were pink roses
and little hand written card, bone colored and parfumed with what was believed to be...
Horizons fill with light.
Hope,
promise,
longing.
The tingle.
Don't tell god what he can't know.
Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 12:02 AM UTC
Sunlit shoulders
bright, generous weather.
Why hearts sense each other.
Somewhere a window into our self opens
footsteps in our shared spaces.
Sparks as kindness
traveling, travels .
Recognition outpacing speech.
Gestures.
Romance.
Once there were pink roses
and little hand written card, bone colored and parfumed with what was believed to be...
Horizons fill with light.
Hope,
promise,
longing.
The tingle.
Don't tell god what he can't know.
