guiding and directing our thoughts,
preparing us for what lies ahead;
love spins around our heads,
circulating like Freon gas,
cooling our emotional turmoilas if time were standing still;
hands connect and lock in a grasp
neither wants to release, a message
sent to each other constantly that there
is absolutely no looking back;
our hearts bend like palms in an
easterly Florida wind, opening
and closing around new experiences
we never imagined would be there;
eyes convey it all, when the mouth goes silent,
shifting no blame, releasing unfiltered love
as if there were no tomorrows
left to be shared with each other anymore.
1Feb14
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