Skips

 

I’ve stumbled across

An unforgettable moment

In time that comes as moments

in life and, even people too

At rare times, in most oddity

Much like those whorls

That catch you off guard

Sorta tease at your ear or

The back of your neck hair

As if someone- is there

Prodding at your patients

Purposelessly seeking attention

And without any hesitation

Right on cue, we give it

We never seem to question it

And it remains locked away

Inside our memory, waiting

Because despite rhyme or reason

It will step forth, front and center

And again, we will recognize it

The way a heart- beats knowing

It doesn’t matter it just did that already

Not more than a micro-moment ago

She- our love, was once…like that

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

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