tagNon-Erotic Poetrysynchronocity of slipped Dimensions

synchronocity of slipped Dimensions


Eyes of hazel, Looks of
when did He know
it  she knew from the
beginning.  together they
walked , down that
path again and again
trodden so many
before why did
He think it was different
This time

and her hand was small
in His.
Could it be her breath
on the morning mist
her smell as she swayed
against Him
Or was it the feral
look in her
unguarded eyes
that told Him what would be.

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