our eyes never meet
our minds connect simultaneously
our bodies fight off retreat
because its eerie
and then,
here we are together,
something beautiful
our eyes never meet
our minds connect simultaneously
our bodies fight off retreat
because its eerie
and then,
here we are together,
something beautiful
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Tis eerie indeed…
yet minds connect for reasons
often unknown…
perhaps through signals
from the heart…
from the soul…
yet always
finding what is beautiful
Your words have once again touched my heart… Thank you!
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Thinking about hearts and souls sending signals is a lovely thought, Michael. Thank you, your words lay nicely with mine.
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The human condition, that strange magnetism, sometimes repelling, sometimes attracting, never still.
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It’s beautiful to watch. You’ve described it as the dance we’ve all been a part of in some way or another.
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I AM THAT YOU EAT
In all the time of breaking fast together
Only chance decided how the food was shared
What became the eye looked into
The hand the other held
And so we are as one
And yet by chance divided
How so near?
How so far?
Ah love
For whom else should I eat?
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I never tire of reading how my poetry inspires another. Your gift, the sharing you do, Ben, is so thoughtful. Your poem is magic. We look around us and see, don’t we. Such a pleasure to have you here.
Have a nice weekend,
Audrey
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“We look around us and see, don’t we.”
Well, it passes the time. 😉
“Such a pleasure to have you here.”
Thank you kindly.
“Have a nice weekend”
You and yours too.
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Gorgeous!! Isn’t “together” a warm and fuzzy kind of word?!
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Awww…thanks! Well, I happen to believe so, Debbie. I know we’re all meant for togetherness.
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Eerie? Hmmmmm… 🙂 Eerie can be beautiful, right 😉
🙂 ❤
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Yes, it can be and usually is for me, Staci. I’m usually intrigued and left validated, which I love. Wonderful to see you. 😆❤
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this one lingers..
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I hoped it would..
Thank you, Anthony
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The question of the day is why do bodies fight what should be something beautiful? Happens all the time.
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Fear of acceptance, Butch. Simple.
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Sheeze. You would think it is fear of rejection.
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The amount of work required is boat loads, if accepted. Sometimes that’s scarier than being rejected.
Apparently I’m wearing my devil’s advocate hat today just for you.. 🤔
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Looks good on you. Maybe a slight cock to the left.
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You know best.
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OMG, I’m first. I don’t think I’ve ever been first. I’m always like 24th or 33rd.
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You’ve never been first, Richard! ‘Tis true. First suits you, you know. 🤓 Nor do I ever have time to comment on a Wednesday afternoon, but things seem to be going our way today. Giggle
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You were pretty quick on the draw, ma’am.
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Yes, I got to say Hi in real time. 🙂
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I was contemplating taking my mid afternoon break between coming back for choir and a dinner time session of pre-marital counseling. So yes, good timing all round.
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Ha! Me, too. I forgot lunch. Giggles
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