or was there an illumination
an intelligence
of some kind
lurking within my mind
was it
a spark of the divine
reason of a small kind
(wouldn't that be a perk)
I thought I knew you
or my heart thought
it did
or was that a trick
I was just a kid
who might not have known
what love was
had I ever experienced it
and what was it like
a lightning strike
or my chest on fire
the quickening of electrons in my nerves
an itching of my imagination
could I feel inspired
does a tangle, the brain weave
and perhaps, does it deceive
who knows what love is or was
was it there within the evening stars
within the memory created under a glowing moon
building electrical impulses
with me heading towards a swoon
but if I hadn't known love
how then
could I recognize it
wasn't there a small glimpse then
in the sparkling glint
that was within your sighs
and the surprise
equally reflected within
my returning smile...
sometimes still I try to recall
this moment and
how I was reflected within
your warming eyes.
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Melissa A Howells/Meloo straight from her
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November 13 2016 1:08 pm/ time stamped
Remembered, remember that long gone night
in frozen February, still here now in November.
