Windows
Soul Recognition
When we met
I could only see his eyes
and the vines of curls
wrapped around his skull
*
But the way he looked at me
when we spoke
I knew he was
worth a chance
*
I'm a lightning storm
of confidence
and he gazes
at my skies with awe
*
Like a kid
sitting in the warmth
of his home
peering through
the window
to see
the beauty of the storm
*
He said
The way I courted him
was so romantic
that it made
him blush
*
He said I'm so sweet
and I have the prettiest eyes
he's ever seen
*
The way he gazes into my soul
makes me feel more special
than any woman
in the room
*
Even when my eyes
speak sass with
syllables unspoken
he looks at me
like I've brought
him to his knees
serenading him
a love ballad
*
When he looks at me
our souls meet
like two children
peering through
a window
waiting to see
their long lost
bestfriend
About the Creator
Sarah Jane
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