(Written on 2022-12-04)

She knew of the presence behind her
Even before a hand fell on her shoulder.
Her eyes – wet and deep blue like oceans
United with the other pair of eyes.

They were shaped with soft round edges
Large and expressive pupils that seemed
To be an eternally deep void
Filled with assurance and solace.

An inviting hand reached out to her
Her hand opened and rested on top.
They both point at the field of flowers
Multiple clear paths formed at once.

One path was chosen for her
A smile shone behind her when
She started to run joyfully
Now and then stopping to smell a flower.