Reflections on love found but not kept.
gentle stream,
tranquil and calm
quietly deliberate
obedient in conformity
flowing without stir nor ripple
subdued wild heart,
surrendering your search
majestic dreamer,
resigned by duty
concealed well
who knows your breadth,
felt your depth,
mourns your reach
long lost days of playful summers
childhood dreams
innocent youthful passions
fleeting, veiled by years
unexplored and forsaken
stacked on tidy dusty shelves
as not to interfere with the importance of life’s agenda
no longer a threat to convenience or duty
nor challenge to heart or mind
an unnoticed retreat into the coolness and safety
the numbness of depth
in the bareness of winter
a blossom revealed
along a common bend
inimitable, white petals
delicate and drenched in dew
an elegant curtsey
she peers into shadowy water
past her perfect reflection, she finds him
her kindly gaze guilds gracefully over weary shoulders
her words fall tenderly, delicately
her thoughts waft through his mind
daintily swirls about him
her presence inspires, enchants
years melt at her vision
reminding him of adolescent desires
before love was known, or forgotten
their eyes holding hands like shy children
his heart pounds, embarrassed that she might hear
mislaid dreams stir restlessly
from his deep hiding place, she draws him near
alongside, they behold two lover’s embrace
their hearts yearn, then descend
gliding thru the darkness
their private little perch
momentarily or was it forever
slipping coffee & tea as poured by Pyotr
praying it would never end
in the dim light
she beamed like porcelain
blissfully unaware, their momentary season is pulled from them
to find her, only to loose her
consoled to know she does exist
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