A passing thought

      A passing thought as I inhale deeply the cold
night air. Thankful no one saw my huge cheesy grin.
Softly I chuckle and continue to glare up at the
radiant moon.

      Oh how nice to feel a mild wind kissing my cheeks.
The lights I see in windows help me recall and hold
tight to a memory.

     Holding for dear life on one small hope. Still
much silence is there.

     Ah how gorgeous the night is. A small glimpse
upwards perks a tiny whisper of a question. Still
I halt thought of words before lips, voice speak.

     Not even going to allow the allure of the idea
that is weighing in my mind. Just going to ignore.
Well that is "the plan". All is easier said than done.

    Ah to walk away. Run. Only I end up skipping closer.

    Need to just get inside. Settle down. Hope.

    So now just going to pretend I left question, idea
on wind. Carrying on. I still smirk because I do
so want to be spontaneous. Would you want that of
me?

    Here I sit on sofa prepping for a light snack.
Getting ready to finish reading. Then relaxing with
a glass of port.

    So here is to you.

    If you are home please enjoy a movie, book or
some great food for me. If you are out and about
please be safe but still enjoy evening.

   Sending a hug. Perhaps a tiny whisper too.

   Dreaming. Hoping once more.