By Charles Robert Lindholm

I only meant to look

To admire the design

The wonder of the shape

And the beauty of the line


The form, the flow, the symmetry

The elegance and grace

But the light upon the surface

Moved me from my place


It seemed just like a fantasy

A dream that wasn’t real

Compelled I had to touch it

To see how it would feel


Cold as ice, smooth as glass

But I didn’t pull away

Frozen to the bond I made

I knew I’d want to stay


I felt I held it firmly

But I began to see

The thing that I was feeling

Had a grip on me


I never thought the bond would break

That’s when I felt a drip

The beginning of the end and then

The hold began to slip


It never really lasted long

And the frozen bond was broken

The joy of touching ended

And the love to go unspoken


Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved


9 thoughts on “FROZEN TO THE BOND

    1. Oh, thank you so much! Your words are so appreciated! I am so happy that You have been reading the others too! Sometimes they get lonely. They really love visitors!!! I will do my best to follow Your wishes!! So wonderful to chat with You!!

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