Speed of Flight

Finding our way
back and forth
Nervous and fumbling
starting so awkward
I feel uncomfortable.

Fading into dinner
conversation continues
composing, still clumsy
but mutual minds
still think alike.

A new scene appears
familiar setting
indistinct emotions
like currents, surging
through open soul-windows.

Flying above the clouds
heart is so enamored
but wariness behind
silently cautions
speed of flight.