May 22nd

Silent pursuit

I look to the future

Reflections of you and me

Once strangers in passing

Now hand in hand

No introductions

Just secret glances

They’ll wonder how

Not me - certain

From the very start

I was in love with you

For an unwritten time

I have become ooze melting

Into an oblivion of paradise

Deep within your heart

© 2016 David Greg Harth

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