Impromptu

Unknown. Unforeseen.

She came to me unlike any other.

A wisp of origin blown apart by her eyes like

The golden brown of sunlight in late afternoon.

Completely and utterly caught

Within a millisecond of her smile.

Her face, framed by long black hair,

Instantly projected all of her: genuine and genuflected

Straight through to my Honesty –

So I began to speak with vulnerability of truth

As though the world stopped all around us,

And we were the only two people alive.

At Fourth & Broadway by the foot of palm trees

My life changed forever,

Where her smile is still carved

At the root of my soul.