For A Brief Moment

There was a brief moment in time when I was understood, my Soul was understood and felt by another person.  Where the sunset we saw needed not to be described. No words needed.  Just eager eyes flooding in tandem wonder and awe. 

Two ships passing in the night.

I will never be whole again, but for a moment, as I slow-danced underneath a street lamp; I was.

GoodEnough09 GoodEnough09
Mar 2, 2010