To Put It Mildly

I felt the Wind

    I felt the Fire

I felt those Butterflies and Ladybugs Dance

And like ice in the Sun, I melted.

          Thank you for the Awakening.

  Thank you for the Glance.

Kindness and Tenderness, Hand in Hand.

                    And now like a Beauty, I lay back down to Sleep.

Dreaming of the one I danced with, among the Trees.

Wisdom's Knocking:

Close calls and brief encounters in love, are simply foretastes of more established things to come...