Jun
28
Her eyes were the color of varnished oak,
Shining in the white clarity of youth.
Her first glance, looking up from my query,
Fixed them upon me with her simple charm.
And then – suddenly smiled, easy and pure,
Taking my breath and soul without effort;
I knelt to be closer still as we spoke.
Words long forgotten and forgettable,
They play in my mind as a muted song,
As I still clearly see her soft brown eyes.
This moment is still fixed upon my mind,
A full score gone, since her song stole my soul,
Leaving me empty and forever changed.
A lifetime of memories follow fast,
All wound up in tumbling confusion;
They slow to a stop when I remember,
That one look, followed by a simple smile.
A nice plunge into the infinite mystery of attraction and the repercussions of encounter.