one of the great gifts God has given us is memory
by @abecedarian
and knowing this, he slow steals it away,
all fine, remembering all those details,
slow, then steady, then regularized,
and finally, not caring, just knowing
what is needed, worth it, desired, and
prioritizing the heart and heads emotions,
to process our interactions in to a
single weave of multi colored fabric,
one day silk, next cotton, even scratchy
wool serves a purpose, but it is the skin,
the skin that notches that sparking, after
talking, when you them truly, for the first
time, and you say hey! you part your hair
down the middle, and so engrossed, did not
notice, how it falls just over each corner's eye,
and that is so engaging, so teasingly attractive
I, smitten, suddenly struck silent,
I remember the why,
I remember the very
instant, the exact first,
the opening bursting,
when our eyes met,
and we smiled exactly
the same way, halfway,
opening both thinking
we could be, we could be, we could be a be...