Months of unconcern, yearning
To see her again rouged in blush
Longing to meet her, feel
Her simple, glowing gush ...
Nothing interrupts
As I find my way
Through noise, people
Motion and events
On to the door, open
Eyes trans expectant
Soar on the scent
Of surprised rose
And lit silence.
We speak, but that
Isn't high with me
Sitting just, the care
In smiles facing
Serious, flirting
With unimportance.
I'm up for bye, the wave
Dust, heat and weight
Resume skills, to raise
My world opaque
Lost on significance
The game tires, befuddles
The race is set for loss
But the parting lodged is perfect
I say thanks to all
For beauty is the first virtue
And I had found my soul.
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