Sparks ignite

At first sight

Full-moon sky

Pale in our light

Euphoric we float

Like windswept clouds

Alone together

Beyond this crowd

There transcended

Possibility is born

Bated breath

Now blowing warm

Day breaks

To tired eyes

White hot passion

Behind those smiles

Ria – circa 2006

There are times when another person crosses your path, and at that intersection the changes that occur feel phenomenal. One night, I had that experience and we are still deeply connected today. This poem is a record of how I experienced that series of events on that first night.

Blessed Love

This is my response to Writing 101 Assignment for Day 13 – Recreate a Single Day

I decided  to use I poem that I wrote some time ago that recreates a single night.