Meeting . . . . . Keeping the lid on the pan, I waited alone outside the door and watched for images. Sedated thoughts revived memories as the night air unleashed a trembling. A hot moon lit the way, and I meandered down the driveway then turned back. Resist the opening of these gates. I saw her move toward me, as I pieced together notes and words. Sliding around, inevitably turned. I felt my hamstrings tighten. Her tranquil eyes bring solace and hope. My mouth tingled and watered, while the necktie rosary slipped askew. She reached for my hand, and mine met hers between us. “Come home to this soul”, I heard the trees say. “Await the safety inside honesty” trilled the crickets Cheeks lightly touched, clutching at clothing . #poet #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #writer #poetrycommunity #poems #wordporn #writersofig #words #spilledink #instapoet #poets #creativewriting #instapoem #writers #writerscommunity #instapoetry #spokenword #poetryisnotdead #ncpoetry #ncpoet #communityofpoets #artofpoets #poetryislife #poetryislove #poemgasm #igpoem #poetryforthesoul #worldwidepoetry