• I feel a subtle change upon me.
    When it came I know not.
    Slow, like fragrant wildflowers.
    Innocent, like first lovers.

    It is not a familiar feeling.
    Fleeting glances are left to impact.
    Those eyes a startling hue.
    At home I find myself with you.

    Angelic and human in your voice.
    I long for perfection’s touch.
    Such a thing sounds like sweet love.
    It’s both deeper and above.