Seems a common attribute
in the life of a man, a woman,
a dog, a pet, cat, animal in the wood.
~
We are all seemingly looking,
wishing, imagining, decisions made
upon what feels right,
what it is that speaks to our being
in the moment.
~
In the quiet of a soft rain,
we would recall her smile,
the water dripping off a
stylish rain jacket, hood,
one he knew she might wear
on a glorious summer afternoon,
and still,
his heart would beat,
at the beauty cast within his eyes.
~
Oh to know the true grace behind elegance
is to cast off the misnomers,
those shadows sought in silence.
~
Instead we could have a sigh,
just our own,
meant for no one else,
she might take note,
except we would suggest,
of the love her grace
will offer his own
peace of mind.
~
We might wander when
love’s shadow becomes our own.
~
© Scott F Savage 2019
Personal Testimony 