Mid-Day Eclipes

April 12, 2015

I feel the warm sun and the cool breeze hit my body with such gentle force. At the same time I feel your hand land on my leg and for a while both experiences felt one and the same. When your head found its way to my shoulder, your curls graze my face with a tickle and my heart flutters in reaction to it. The hairs on your head eclipse my sight and break the blue-orange sky into pieces; I saw the word “love” spelled through the coils into the sky. In these moments are when my emotions hiccup because of the pressure of repression- they fight to shine through, bright like the sun on our faces. Just as fast as the waves roll from the Detroit shore to the Canadian border, my feelings do the same throughout my body; everything and once and at once I am at peace. You are my peace.