In Love on a Wednesday

let me trace the lines
that surround the shadow of
your silhouette on the ground
while you stand against the sunlight –
smiling down at me…looking silly…
let my finger follow the outline
of your face…the smooth curve
of your lips when you smile…
i like listening to your laughter –
its almost epidemic…like a surge
of electricity powering light bulbs
as each laughing note swell…then
glide slowly…i am taken in –
swooped and scooped – like
a mother would her child…
i guess this is love…this lighthearted
feeling which accompany these
smiles that come out of the blue and
these childish giggles…these are precious –
like rare moments of rain in a dry spell…

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Chapter 3. Falling

so i fell…

like leaves during autumn…
swaying slowly with
the constant pull of gravity…

like snowflakes from clouds
on the first day of winter…
landing gently against
the soft earth…

like sunbeams shedding
light as they peek
from the clouds after
a storm…

like delicate feathers…
as if cascading
with the cadence of
a summer breeze…