Amidst the Stars

I did perhaps find you amidst the stars.

In jest we mocked the theatre where we danced.

Without a kiss we shut the doors of cars

and shared a look more knowing and long. Glanced

 

away from bliss that we both felt. A flame

inside our lips and wishing with content

that we could so break free from chains and claim

our hearts were one for a complete moment.

 

I tell this now without a single doubt

that if our love were typed with ink in rhyme

the lines would fall and in the spring would sprout

like orchachds, lilies and sweet mint. In time

 

their leaves would show apace and spread their smell

like sweet perfume. The choice I made was well