At first it was her hat…
“ since my first rodeo, maybe all of six or seven
at the time…and all the women there wearing
different versions of cowboy hats…I’ve had
this thing for women in hats”
That’s what pulled me in…
Then it was a different sort of vibe…
“ I blame it on one of Stephen Hawking’s theories…
The one on Event Horizons…Where every thing
in the Universe can be measured in Waves
or Frequencies…”
Her eyes were searching, measuring the person
whose eyes were locked on hers…
Her lips reminded me of someone…
“ I developed a crush on the first time
I saw her in a television show… “
Our eyes studying one another, reading every vibe…
Penetrating each other to the depths of our souls…
With way too many rodeos under our belts…
We both have doors held tightly with scar tissues…
My inner voice broke the stalemate…
With an inevitable question…
The one for which…
I had no answer…
#vibes, #love, # passion
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