Tuesday, August 27, 2013


Through the circles
of loving, hating
the visions of you
lurking, rejecting
are always waiting

We shared a brief
violent erupting
smoldering longings
brought us touching

To what end
was this brief meeting?
A moment I loved you
so brief and fleeting

Spoiled offerings
how could I have dared
touch upon love?
Then to be gone
life is unfair... unfair...