poem

Almost

pink

 

She smiled at me, twinkling eyes fluttered

Eager to meet , smothered in thought

Our eyes connect, Pheromones besiege

Glitters of acceptance, I moved forward

Pushing away, She responds

Tearing, screaming, Fright

Losing, , suffering, escaped

Again, I am one.

                                                                                                                                            D.H.Bilodeau 3-16-2016