the door has closed
by the gentle swipe of my hand
choosing to choose myself
and leave that turbulent land

butterflies in my braids
my on-the-nose transformation
took myself for sweet coffee
to celebrate my intimation

a gentle tap on my shoulder
and i curiously turned around
a kind soul said i looked so pretty
and my grateful surprise she found

a glow a beam a flutter
of hearts suddenly expressed
another soul grooved to me
swaying to store music in jest

shimmers and glimmers and colors 
a string of flight connections
for those heart moments that day
embracing reciprocal affections