The tempo of time is barely noted
whenever the infinite arcing span
of your soft healing smile beams
within this gracious space we share.
No frantic radius of muted miles exists
and petals stream intently outward
converting a volume of distance into
an elegant concoction of silvery stars.
The sumptuous glide of everything you are
bears itself with a poised exquisiteness
and I find myself folded at your feet.
I could inquire but this bonny point
has already found its precise poignant mark
…like some newly formed dream.
I love you and where have you been?