Court

Court.

Swirling around the depths on the interior chasm once empty and seared with a heavy burn;  within this chasm now lays a ache that can only be extinguished by one set of eyes. From their clarity to their ever tender presence, it's those sets that gauge the soul out of it's shell. Like a meadow, a tranquility over comes, as soft wisps  wave along with the breeze. Fantasies created in the safe containment, set the atmosphere for a clandestine encounter.  The anticipation builds as the hours stretch, a short walk, and a few chimes of the clock. The arrival presence itself, a stature so tall and broad. With a tender smile, the vision zeros in; tantalizing features, all with their own ability to make a being beguiled. Kindred spirits, collided by chance to find an admiration; with a tether of similarities the verdict is still out.