A Love Poem

A Five-Minute Affair

I met a girl today;

Or rather our eyes did

And lingered together across a crowded bar.

And though not a word was spoken or said,

Our unthought thoughts were easily read.

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Eyes searched eyes,

Through smoke-filled dim light,

Holding fast their gaze with a passion.

And though not a word was said or spoken,

I dared not look away lest the spell be broken.

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A girl of fields and forests,

She seemed to me,

Of dew-dropped flowers in a meadow.

And though not a sound passed from our lips,

We stared, as lovers, between two passing ships.

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Dark was her hair,

Darker still were her eyes;

Enthralling, entrancing, engaging.

And though her lips passed not a sound,

We spent that moment – eternally bound.

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The juke-box blare,

The pool balls’ clunks,

Even happy, laughing voices went unnoticed.

For whilst nothing was uttered and nothing was heard,

Heart strings fluttered like fluttering birds.

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Then it was over,

For with a friend’s gentle prod,

She finished up her drink and was gone.

And though it was nothing, nothing at all,

I leant back empty, alone on my stool.