Returned, he smiled of trinity and eternal sign written in sky blue, light of the sun and scents of spring in carry through window’s open; she making settle in kitchen arrange—both knowing they were home.
He loved the way of her hair in wear, natural of her face—unmade and beautiful in naturalness, light, serenity shown in peace of being home.
He loved the way she smiled, its compliment to sun, and there was nothing he desired then but to simply adore and see and be—presence in the present.
From one counter end to other, he watched her as she moved making further settle of house to home that is refining of small details as one wants—for it is they who will make their life within.
She crossed before open window’s light; catch of loose hairs on wind that settled back when beyond window’s wisp.
He could not see the lawn or trees beyond, light blinding of distance in its shine. Only near shone, radiant in rays’ cast.
Beyond the window, she held in shade; keep of her hair, cover of body—sweater and high sky-blue; gleam of her eye, glint of gold, even in the shade that sent gave flutter to his heart; her smile at his sensing, read of expression through heart waver; her want to make it so again, and again—in sun and scents of spring in openness of settled home.
From corner shade, she moved through light and pass to rest on surface of trinity and eternal; light of the sun reflecting bright from lacquer of the drawers, trinity sky-blue upon; and she the same—sky-blue and cloud—upon the surface face.
Heart fluttered as before. She saw his greater stir. Smiling, waiting, inviting, his embracing in made-blessing of love’s home.