Friday, March 9, 2012

He looked into her eyes

He looked into her eyes, really looked...plumbing depths real and imagined. He excavated behind their liquid exteriors, peeling away that which he feared, these fears unarticulated, barely acknowledged. His gaze remained fixed. She sat, quiet, her guard down,  her walls up.

in the vast space of silence between them, their hearts beat together

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I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings