A tear in her eye

the first time we met

I was speechless an ache in progress

consuming, no free surrender

addiction calling for its numbers

so,...we knew, we knew, yet we carried on

holding on to something, we could only lose

so intens, burning inside and out,...

as long as we possibly could

and we did,... a whistle blew

leaving us with only one more last move

her eyes locked into mine

we kissed, a soft goodbye, a tear in her eye

a ship sailed into its own stormy weather

yet love prevailed, it would transcend time

(c) JR. 2025