You are so intrinsically fascinated
with romancing the
idea of dancing with
your deepest desires
yet hover on the edges
of realities where
the immediate surroundings
provide chronic cessation of passion;
that you cannot fathom
a minute idea of how to forge
a plan.

Thus the interim loss
of fleeting moments that pass
like whispers giving
hints, hues, and clues
originating from the very
actions taken corresponding to
the growing organisms within
that fueled the
creation of rapture.