Misty eyes of a familiar stranger
Swallow my inhibitions
Like evergreens the drifting sun

Thoughts darker than midnight emerge
Feeding lines sublime
To erstwhile tied tongue,
Now ready to roll

Bold strides glide the gap
From day dreams to fantasies
On the eve of fulfillment

Then I see her Adam's apple...

~ P (#TheUnbittenApple)
2/8/2014