New Years Gift

seating screwed in the soundly pub the tankard half tilted to his mouth watching above his surged spectacles Two brown ladies sweep by, swaying hips in desire serving drinks to yearning customers. Is it admiration that starts in him?? or the reality that he has no peace? he matches his eyes with her motions. Back to the counter, she notices the suggestive eyes staring at her with a feeling of awe she initiates a smile. Swept by the wind of unrest and deluged by a sense of yearning, He rises and moves towards her wondering what to say but his feelings dare suspended in awe like a lovers kiss... the feeling so foreign He lifts her arms with motionless lips tries to utter "LOVE YOU" but he swallows his words. Through telepathy, the two souls unite, shared feelings in the air love to declare with a promise of marriage that restores the courage. They begin anew how he had no clue a love now true, a new year's gift to who seemed so blue.