This Too Shall Pass

Free Verse poem about a perfect love, trapped in time.

We gazed out of the window,

knowing the moon would never look the same as it did that night.

A perfect sphere,

hanging in the sky,

and bathing us in cool light.

We lay speechless,

and as I looked up at his face,

I saw.

A familiar stranger,

his face laid half in shadow,

half highlighted by the silvery light.

Which we were melting into.

He kissed me,

a whisper first,

that grew louder,

and has left an imprint on my skin.

Marking it's moment,

so fleeting that it was eternally present.

Between us was a perfect love,

which was never given time that could destroy it.

Instead it was preserved forever,

no past or future,

just the here and now.

Reviews

[SonOfPlunder]

Very beautifully written. Good job here

[Sami Khalil]

Very romantic. Well penned...:)........................

[Frieda P]

Stunning read, when I first read the title I wasn't expecting such, I usually abhor when people say that, especially in times of turbulence or tragedy, a surprisingly different twist on an old idiom.

[ArabellaMortimerHendry]

very beautiful hun , like the way you describe this love :)

[Coll Silvermoon]

oh my. it's very good. very romantic. I enjoyed every second of the imagery.