THE SPELL SPINNER
Singleton Hippie Art 
Words and Art Copyright 2014
" I kicked the dirt,
and didn't look up....
didn't catch your eyes catching mine,
but felt them...
a Butterfly net softly capturing my lashes...
and I  
kept walking...
And then it was,
The  heat,
the Hello that didn't happen,
the wild current of electricity,
sweet serendipity,
almost  meant-to-be,
but not-just-yet,
fate....
That Almost tripped me up....
We were spinning spells....
And we had just begun...." 
Friday, January 10, 2014
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