kaleidoscope.
Are his eyes.
Lit with, the warm windows,
Of the city around.
Swaying in, tucked by waist,
In the faint breeze around.
Seeing the world on the ground,
And ourselves on clouds.
With only birds and no traffic, no sound.

And hearing him say,
I'm in to take the chance.

kaleidoscope.
Are his arms.
Fingers locked, like never before.
Intentions matched, like never before.
Inhibitions stayed, like ever and always.
Yet, we found ourselves,
At the edge of the love tunell, like never before.

And hearing him say,
What do you say?

kaleidoscope.
Are the pros and cons.
Of heavy breaths, and how will it be.
Of aligned necks, fitting perfectly.
Of beating heart, and where will it go.
Of seems-like-soon-to-be-or-maybe,
coming in calmly.

And hearing him say,
Take your time.

And I say,
kaleidoscope.
Of your eyes and arms.
Of all the pros and cons.
To run through,
The depth of the scope,
Don't take the time,
But, a leap of faith!

PS- still think a thousand times :p

-uk