person to person
pleasantries, platitudes, polite exchange
bystanding hearts watch from sleepy shadows
piped music fills the spaces
and in an interrupted pause
noisy nervousness in an instance withdraws
the silent kings and queens arise
and take their thrones
the jesters have left the room
old souls meet
down to earth, sacred, blessed
at first, no words needed
yet words patiently chosen with care
authenticity embraced
exploring, touching, sharing and being
each movement teased from grace
subtle yet sweet, the vibe
the gentle
scented summertime breezes
caress the skin
a gentle brush of a passing soul
eyes and manner
betrays a hidden beauty of belonging
swaying cistern-tops
spilling loving-kindness
in nuanced stillness
the slightest rhythm arises
toes start tapping
voices weaving harmonies of old fireside songs
hearts dancing the form of thee
wild abandon
unrestrained
free
under moonlit heart-felt smiles
