Hints of the Heart By Scott Thomas Outlar The sky is a vast ocean of blue with specks of emerald green scattered here and there to reflect the shine from your eyes. The sun is a flower of warmth that has reached full fruition; drops of honeyed nectar drip down through the air as sparkling rays of light. The first hint of Autumn can be felt as the whisper of a gentle breeze sweeps through the branches of trees; it is considered a sign of good fortune to catch a falling leaf as it flutters, but all of my wishes were already granted the day that your love was born in my heart. Now my spirit rests peacefully in a state of constant comfort because of the bliss you have kissed in my blood with the gift of your blessing. I could sit on this bench in the woods through all the hours of the coming season, watching the colors change hues into crisp shades of amber, orange, and red; but that would mean remaining here alone and so I must now stand up to move on, for the temporary pleasure of this moment does not even come close in comparing to the perfect emotions of eternal happiness that are found when we’re wrapped in each other’s arms. © simonovics - stock.adobe.com
Scott Thomas Outlar hosts the site 17Numa.wordpress.com where links to his published poetry, fiction, essays, and interviews can be found. He has three poetry collections currently available: Songs of a Dissident (Transcendent Zero Press, 2015), Happy Hour Hallelujah (CTU Publishing, 2016), and Chaos Songs (Weasel Press, 2016). Halcyon Days - 2016 Issue 3
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