My Warm wandering eyes spoke my truth

to be intercepted by spiteful distrustful eyes

threatened by the sweetness of my words

un interested in hearing how my art sees the art that you are.

those prying eyes artful as they may be

missed the point

that connections remain

smiles extrude from lips

as word flow from them speaking of a comfort and acknowledgement

of a moment shared peaceful innocent and beautiful

bitter tongs may try to dissuade this message

but may find sweetness in a surrender to purity.

So I say hi! What's up? Again!!!!!