tulsa time.

a surprise encounter.

delighted i went.

fortunate you were there.

ten words exchanged.

 

you found me.

what courage.

the move is mine.

i make it.

 

the respect.

the politeness.

you’re beautiful.

simply the best.

 

i’m in a whirlwind.

it’s like a tornado.

this is a new experience.

unlike anything i’ve felt.

 

i’d been packing ice around my heart.

for so long.

i didn’t know how to make it melt.

your midwestern heat.

 

you continue to surprise me.

it’s time to two-step.

or is this one a three-step.

the record plays Tulsa Time.

 

the feelings you’ve ignited.

i’ve never known.

how to process.

keep leaning in.

 

one moment.

twenty moments.

feels like a thousand moments.

i’m hopeless.

 

you take my breath away.

i’m in awe.

you didn’t mean to.

and i didn’t mean to fall.

 

it’s ridiculous.

what is this feeling.

how did it happen.

and so fast.

 

the fire is burning.

the ice has melted.

swept in the twister.

blinded.

 

it’s as if time stopped.

the fire went out.

the record stopped playing.

dancing on my own.

 

another new experience.

unfamiliar feeling.

melancholy.

downward spiral.

 

uncertainty.

what changed.

questions remain.

some stay the same.

 

our rhythm.

simple pleasures.

our gaze.

shall we runaway?

“Pleasure of love lasts but a minute. Pain of love lasts a lifetime.” – Bette Davis