on the mind but
not in heart..
where it
best
be..
to truly
see
you for worthiness
you are-
beyond petty wants
and need.
romance
dewdrops on
eyelids,
too luscious
to kiss,
rain drips from
hair tips,
a puddle of
bliss..
too deep to step
over-
so we slip
under.
windswept
hair..
and nary a
care-
’bout what others
see,
for she wears the
breeze
and her smile cuts
thru cold
with such
ease.
said
you loved me,
i called that
bluff,
you just blushed
and gushed
more sweet
stuff,
said i loved
you,
and turned
away
as though it
was..
so hard to
say.
we crossed once
in heavy
rain-
you hailed a
taxi,
i waved in
vain,
we passed again when
skies were
clear,
you met true
love,
while i shed
tears-
until years
later
you reappeared
to ask..
“haven’t i seen your
face ’round
here?”
(at last!)
held in time
with you
on day too heavy
to carry
away,
making the most
of well lit
hours-
by not insisting
sunshine
stay,
in fresh puddles,
children
play.
must we speak
for souls to
meld?
i quite like the
quiet way..
we invade each
other’s
mind,
from the other
side of
room
in
real time.
birds sound far-
crickets
close,
fireflies boast their
cozy glow,
you & i
nose to nose..
a faint breeze
tickling
both.
beyond the
veil,
i see you
true,
though you’d
prefer i
not..
as pale as you once
thought–
with eyes
so boundless blue.
let’s take a spin
’round your
mind,
maybe park and
stall the
motor
for a moment, just
to hear the
crickets,
frolicking on dewy
lawn,
swear i’ll
have
you..
back
by dawn.
hands in the garden 
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