Wednesday, 9 February 2011

Impossible Love

You reach for it, but it’s gone.

It wavers back and forth.

Your mind plays tricks.

Is it here or is it there?

When did you have it last?

I promise he says. I will come.

In a moment you waste realizing.

The lingering is in the time zone.

Awakened by darkness, the silent night speaks.

He is there.

The impossible love.