Your mind,
to me,
is an undiscovered treasure.
Furtive,
I try,
to gaze into your soul
I like what I see,
no judgements or opinions
promises and hellions
slide right off my coat

This moment that we share
may last until the sun has risen
Surly or debonair,
Time decides
sporadic rhythms

We've tossed our fear and care,
Relinquished expectations
Green and firm and fair,
I forget my suppositions