Artist: Vincent Van Gogh

Cafe Glance

He quickly glances up and down the old cobble stone street
Lost in thoughts of her, absently traces the lip of his glass
She will walk by the café … their café … any minute now

On such a perfect night, with full moon in play
He thinks of her impossible beauty in motion
Lost as always in her smokey brown eyes

He thinks of the rhythmic sway of her fingers
Her sensual private dance with the breeze
She invites him to join her … he feels it

He sees her skirt sway as it flirts across her knees
Each step towards him takes his breath – anticipation
She extends her hand to him … her touch – electric

She will walk by their café … any minute now
He repeats the thought as he notices the shadow
Followed by her brilliant smile as he looks up

He’s completely entranced by her
From just one café glance…

Michael

Artist: Unknown

Just Words

She looks up expectantly from her journal
‘Footsteps?’ … she thought she heard footsteps

She waits in silence … straining to hear the footsteps
Only hears the quiet whisper of the breeze against her skin

She sighs as his shadow teases the edges of her mind
She wonders – she hopes – he will come … he has to

She feels her pen move before the words form in her mind
As they appear in her journal, she wonders ‘are they just words?’

Her words weave the story – their story – together on the pages
She smiles at the flow – the connections – the possibilities

…

The chill of the breeze awakens her from writing
She reluctantly looks at her watch – so late for him to come

She waits in silence … feels the beating of her heart
Only hears the quiet whisper of the breeze against her skin

With a long sigh, her fingers caress the journal as she closes it
Almost afraid to disturb the magic – or let the words escape

Rising from the park bench, she feels the journal warm in her hand
Her other hand plays with the fringes of the red scarf he gave her

Suddenly wondering if her mind is playing tricks, she hears something
‘Footsteps?’ … yes she is sure she hears footsteps – his footsteps

Michael

Photographer: Daniel E. Johnson

Just Because

‘Just because’ …
She feels the words roll off her lips
She smiles as they escape into the crisp autumn air

She strolls absently through the park
Feels the embrace of trees all around her
Brilliant flashes of red, orange, and yellow greet her

She rounds the familiar bend in the path
She dares to slow her pace – breathless
Anticipating his smile

The bench comes into view
‘Our bench’, she sighs
Empty now, except for fallen leaves

A cool breeze brushes past her – she feels him
She plays with the fringed edges of her red scarf
A surprise gift … ‘just because’ he said

The memory makes her smile – makes her happy
She sighs, brushes the leaves aside and sits
She knows she has to write – to him

She pulls out her new writing journal
Pristine and waiting for her words
She starts ‘Just Because’ …

Michael

Artist: Lauri Blank

The Breeze Dances

as the breeze dances
his spirit teases her skin
she smiles with his touch

Michael

Artist: Garmash

Nature’s Breath

She reclines on the edge of the beach
Feels the smooth softness of the sand

She extends her right foot forward
Feels the waves wash over her leg

She extends her left foot forward
Feels nature’s soothing rhythm

She watches the clouds in the horizon
Feels mischievousness in their movement

She watches them tease the water’s surface
Feels a connection to nature’s playful moment

She smiles as memories of him surface
Feels the sensation of his breath on her skin

She wonders if he is thinking of her now
Feels his answer with each soothing wave

Michael

Artist: Garmash

Nature’s Breath

hypnotic rhythm
clouds, sky, water beat as one
she feels nature’s breath

Michael

Artist: Francois Fressinier

Little Things

in certain moments
little things spark thoughts of him
she smiles that he knows

Michael

Artist: Alexandru Darida

Escapes the Canvas

in golden relief
her impossible beauty
escapes the canvas

Michael

Artist: Toshiyuki Enoki

Dreams Unfold

with her waking breath
as dreams unfold around her
thoughts of him surface

Michael

Artist: David Jon Kassan

Always You

what are you thinking
she asks, knowing his reply
he smiles, always you

Michael