The sparkle blossoms, like a lily,
In her eye: Give her wings, and she could
Fly.
Heavy sigh,
All a-flutter,
Chronic stutter
Of elation; new sensation, slow inflation of
The chest.
Bullet-proof vest set aside, discarded,
Arms opened wide to thoughts uncharted.
Something’s started…
None is half so beautiful as She who first
Suspects
The possibility of We.
Toad's Great Adventure 
This is really, really good, Vance, and, incidentally, reminds me of me.
I’m glad you like it. And I LOVE when people see themselves in what I write.
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What a lovely poem. The little daisy-like flowers photo’s a nice touch.
Thanks!
Perfect.
❤
Why, thank you, Muggle! I hope you’re doing well on this fine rainy Tuesday… :0)
I’m all right. 🙂
The kiddos are sick, but I’m enjoying the clouds with a side of tea.
There isn’t much a good cuppa won’t solve. I had this cinnamon spice stuff last night (a Tazo thing) that took my head right off my shoulders. Which is a good thing… 🙂
If you love cinnamon tea, I have to offer a suggestion. Harney’s Hot Cinnamon. They have it in black tea and also an herbal version with a rooibos base. Oh my goodness, so good. They don’t add any sweetener, just several types of cinnamon that give it a perfect sweetness. I order the herbal version online and have yet to see someone dislike it. I’ve bought the black tea version at Target. Try it!
So…that was a heaping teaspoon of tea geekiness.
;-P
I am on my way to Target as soon as possible!
🙂
loved it…couldn’t help imagining a graphic novel set to music
Thanks! I hadn’t thought of it that way, but then, that’s what I love about poetry. Different things to different people…
Very Lovely 🙂
Thanks!