A very powerful and understood moment in time when eyes meet.

Pass through a stairwell and your presence still lies
like the warm embrace of your wanting arms
holding me in
reminding me with those soft lips that I possess your heart
that I am the one
as I now walk the stairs and try to return the
never matching
never enough
way to hold you tightest and let my heart beat the way to a truth
that reverberates through your sternum
my beat is now your beat
and in sync we dance to that beat that has shown me colour in sound
rhythm in peace

Appearing also:

http://www.authspot.com/Poetry/The-Fleeting-Glance.258053

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