Gliding past crowds of the unfamiliar,
Women only wish and Men secretly stare.
An apparition floating as seas part ahead,
The earth would move just to keep you there.
A life imagined with you a lift,
Far too long and all too swift,
Eyes trailing and hearts adrift,
And now in life a gaping rift.
So smooth the step and light the touch,
The floor doesn't know you pass above.
A barely perceptible brush of hand,
And another withers and falls in love.
As lightning caught under lid,
Chance is slight for those who bid,
For luck has no pull on this grid,
Nor no brakes to stop the skid.
With a twinkle of laughter in the eye,
Prayers of the many are silently heard.
And with a soft smile all are denied,
By the strongest of the littlest bird.
Be part of the Hive discussion.
And you may be rewarded.
