By suddenly noticing the largeness of the horizons

and all beauty they unceasingly frame our world.

By tender and dreamlike resting tonight,

always seeing her face before asleep.

By enjoying full air all the day long,

missing it when she approaches me.

Surely, I must be in love.

But with whom, I have no doubt that

nor to the walls should I reveal.


Published in Red Wolf Journal, January 06, 2016.

Published in The Basil O’Flaherty, spring 2019 issue.

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