Eyes lead, like stars

Easy to find.

Placed firmly with time,

Between two mountain tops.

Broad and strong

Shoulder to shoulder:

Lent support.

Arms, keep warm to touch

Sensed words, seldom spoken–

Tones, bloomed in charm.

Hands bow with grace and

Soothe my soul.

Curse panic to non–existence,

Ease these woes.

Of choice and reason, of


For love.


© 2017 jk.larayne