One wintry evening I saw love.
She wore thin glasses
At the university dancing classes.
We danced fox-trot, cha-cha
Then came the rumba.
I looked deep into her sky blue eyes.
Eyes so blue, without a hint of a cloud.
Clear blue eyes,
Like the waters of the Maladives.
A joyous feeling overcame me.
My hormones were out of control.
My cardiac status said ‘tachycardie.’
My lungs began to over-function.
Hyperventilation.
My knees were sagging.
By Jove, I’d fallen in love.
A lovely piece, from a true romantic; appreciated the use of language; favorite line: Eyes so blue, without a hint of a cloud; wonderfully conceived! -Joe Breunig, Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory
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Thank you for the appreciation, dear Joe Breunig. Have a nice day.