Eyes,
Desperate to meet
But when they do, are swiftly averted
It’s as if time has stopped
And the world’s staring at them.

Now,
Rose red and oblivious
Hearty spring in each calculated step
Hoping to bring to life
That planned chance encounter.

A word,
To speak is Herculean
Trembling like stars on a moonless night
And a strained parting
Leaves behind souls incomplete.

The night,
Will be long and sleepless
Eternity measured in a matter of hours
Though tomorrow is new, it’ll be
Exhilaration and heartbreak all over again.