Let these be the guidelines.
Only follow the childhood dimples.
The eye's laugh line.
Follow the faint definition down their arms.
Find that spot along the waist.
The dropoff by the hip bone.
Where only those you love can rest a calm hand.
Feel the rough hands
And make note the spot
Where the coarse turns to soft
And realize we all have our rough spots
And they are always followed by smooth patches.
Hear them breathe.
Listen to the heart as you would a piano lesson
Ready to imbrace new patterns
New ambiance
New tempo.
Nuances.
Opt to rest your head,
To close your eyes,
To tell yourself that time is nothing
And that this moment is every moment.
Tell yourself that love is real but that people don't exist.
Tell yourself you are asleep.
Tell yourself that only children's dimples are beautiful.