Returning
I could not linger
To gaze into his eyes
For fear of the holy moment.
He held me there
Cigarette dangling in hand
My face cupped by the other.
A fountain of wishes lay before
Brilliant and golden
Splashing luminescence, slate pre-autumn sky.
Trickling memories upon flushing cheeks.
Binding together
Years of unrequited desire.
Want.
Lust.
Want.
This?
Moment: holiest of holy
Manifest in time
Gazing, I linger.
Christina Julianna
Montreal, August 13th, 2009.