Encounters
Unknown was your
spirit, untouched by me.
Identified
simply by name and looks,
Looks that
failed to stop me, my wandering eyes.
That was then,
wandering eyes no more.
Like winds sent
to the East, flailing, whimsical,
You traveled,
not searching, rather living
And free,
content was your soul, delicate too.
Somewhere,
somehow this wind met a flower.
Beginning to
bloom, my petals still thin,
Negligent to
surroundings, your presence.
Maybe by the sea
was the first clear sight,
Where eyes
froze, petals upright in delight.
By the sea, a
man, one of mystery.
Our bodies
encompassed by elements
That were
crashing, glistening in light.
I was enchanted
by nature and man.
Time easily
slipped by, no encounter.
Minds frequently
trailed back to the sea,
Fantasies of
salty kisses not made,
Hoping for
courage, next will be better.
Butterflies
seized to halt, fluttering mad,
Erupting into
flight upon chatter.
Words escaped nervously
from tongue to tongue,
Leaving two
smitten in a land of lust.
Lust to love was
a sudden molding,
Bound tight,
woven by hopes of future.
Once a blooming
bud, now becomes woman.
In the hands of
destiny, she found a match.
By wind and sea
came visions of today,
A dream once,
though now fulfilled by his touch.
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