Our dance

timeless

the scent of frankincense

from your neck captivating.

Will our heart meet again?

“Stay with me!”

My mind tries to speak loud

As I feel the burning flame.

“shhh!”

Our mouth silence speech.

Swaying to and fro

In your arms I smell love,

for a moment.

“Goodbye!”

I want to shout,

“Why?

……as if the moment was truly mine.

©2006 Maxine Foster