Brilliance in Fawning

Whispers in the depth of night
Whites of our eyes shining bright
Lips in movement
Words offer our reality
Conversing in shallow tunes
Touch, leaning into the heat of you
Expressing thoughts; gift to thee
Without fear, fate leads the he and she of our bonding.


11 thoughts on “Brilliance in Fawning

    • I’m not sure what a done deal would even feel like, Ms. Debbie. This poem felt right at the time, anything more than that would be a real jump towards a final conclusion. In fact, I would go so far in saying I have an incredible ability to see hopeful when the facts show either way as the outcome. Hopeless romantic. Always have been and will always be.
      Happy New Year ♡

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