Evanescent Love
Eyes locked - limpid pools of longing,
Touch of silky skin upon skin,
One mixed breath to both belonging,
A passion disguised so very thin.
Frozen in the fathomless swirl of time,
Perhaps a drop, or less, in the infinite scheme,
A look that's fleeting, yet forevermore,
Lost and longing souls unrequited cruel dream.
Thundering train with banshee scream,
Jars and jerks, comes to a grinding halt,
Brings us back from our bubbled world,
A brief interlude imbued with gestalt.
~18 April 2016~
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