Tuesday, 28 March 2017

Momentariness

A moment stretched its leisurely arms 
When Jupiter rained on Canterbury road
Eyes held and caressed through
Collective noses; lips glued to
Shoulders; legs entwined, burrowed 
In a red cave of evanescence 

Tall dark shadows of trees swayed 
In the sheer bliss of framing that night sky
For two wanderers on a looped path 
No longer lonesome, nevermore alone
In an unlit road that lead nowhere 
Buddha smiled into frugal transience 

We kissed that night goodbye but then 
a star sprinkled its mirthful disappearance 
And your smile brought him back again
And again and again surging into my veins 
Who will unwrite these lines you were made of
And lead our song to its epehemeral blue sky?

 

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