This Day

one day
like any other
written on my calendar
of heart beats

In a lifetime of firsts
do we mark this day
with a highlighted sparkle
or is a date only a simple number
in the spring of intimacy
we lovingly dip our
toes
bodies
minds
into?

One door opened today
but beyond it
the richness of wood
framing deeper thresholds
have lured us
bathing us
in a warmth of starshine
as we twinkle together
blanketed
inside
a destiny
of lightness streaming
from underneath
each yet unopened door
touching newness together
as each day becomes a first posted by Cyndy | link | | |
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