Perspectives from a Child of the Americas
A burgeoning light melody,
on it, we reset our hopes,
a shallow mutual attraction,
bolstered by flowery words and small surprises.
It is thick with kinetic energy,
energy stored up in lips and fingertips anxious to test the durability of chemistry.
We move ahead into uncertainty, cherry kisses and unexpected laughs at each other’s idiosynacrasies.
We dine on newness and navigate like sprites, all in the operation to establish,”in like.”
Copyright © 2012 Nichelle Calhoun