Maybe it was my mood. Maybe it was saying, “until next time“ to the babe. Maybe it was the warm embrace and the scent of her delicate skin. Maybe it was the look in those deep brown beautiful eyes as I walked away… But today that channel has been moving me.
Dark Eyed Mystery She didn’t say much It was a just a look In that moment exposed I saw everything A smile led me off track Purposeful and distracting Shards of blunted mystery Sliced through the metaphor Beauty often shines after rain Life grows beneath the pain Sunlight might scatter the pests If untended they often bring death But in that moment
