I see the next falling star

The light was blue and and low and familiar
dazed but certainly clear
did I dream that ?
did you mean that?
there was no hesitation on my lips
nor your tongue
melting together and flowing effortlessly
it is so deep
deeper than any amount of control
not quite as maddening to me now
I can look now into those eyes without worry
even stares won't flinch
I felt drawn to your mouth
perhaps to touch your lips or take the kiss that
occurs with all the predictability of
a falling star.

Comments

[Nicholas]

falling stars,
like pennies in a well
tarnished by weather
and the throws of time--
persistence
and patience
are food for
the fish that swim by.

Thought I'd contribute a few lines as a thank-you. Always fun to read your work.