in the garden you sit
so dandy and fine.
among other people you sit
only you tend to shine.
flowers in your eyes
so small and numerous.
colors in the skies
but only yours are glamorous.
you wave over to me
and i walk to sit down.
you look into my eyes and i look into yours
to see yours are honey brown.
we laugh and talk for the while
taking in each other's breaths.
we say there's no bounds to what could become
we say there's no bottom to our depths.
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The Welting Chess Board
Poetryjust a collection of quick thoughts with some long term emotions |(letter)| = certain people it's made out to btw read a bit and enjoy
