Your eyes aimed on mine
triggering lips to then, smile
this heart is shot through
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Lips touch lips so soft
igniting a fire inside
so worth the burning
Peace sways green in the wind
among sunlit blooms and tender new leaves
while blue sky heavens fill the open spaces
a view framed by my bedroom’s double window
Leafy crepe myrtle branches wave
in gestures that seemingly tease
as I am drawn outside
unifying me with the beauty
that surrounds at each turning degree
Nature and I are one
this wasn’t the day I learned to walk
nor was it when I began to talk
i did not move to a new state
it wasn’t when i had my first date
or delightedly viewed a shooting star
nor got licensed to drive a car
i didn’t get married this year
or decide heights was one of my fears
no children were born to me
didn’t get stung by a bumblebee
it was just the first year i posted poetry
and today is my poetry-posting anniversary
I saw the old man running
running for his life
not away from someone coming
just to stay alive
he looked a man of 80 years
face focused and determined; I became endeared
marvelling that, run, he still could
thought him special, because he still would
in my eyes he became a young man
a mindful transformation, pleasantly unplanned
and though it was no marathon race he ran
I, instantly became, his biggest fan