Fleeting Affinity


The moon was a fingernail

The sky, a satin, sapphire sheet

Stars were eyes, softly shimmering

She looked away.

His heart skipped

A beat


The traffic played a melody

The litter, a lively lily pond

Trees were fingertips gently teasing

He leant forward.

Her heart formed

A bond


The wind whispered words of warning,

Flowers were fleeting thoughts of doubt.

Mice scuttled a reprimanding message.

β€˜Slow down’ the road signs flashed out


Park railings soon became a prison

The bench, a bed of blame

Streetlamps illuminated their flaws

They turned apart.

Their hearts swallowed

The pain

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