For a second
maybe two
our eyes meet
Yours
held mine
prisoner
Me
gladly
surrendering
Joyfully
longingly
falling
Into those clear
cool
pools
The moment
now gone
You turn away
Would you smile
a welcome?
Do you know
this heart?
reaching
We will never know
Copyright © 2019 Penny Wilson
Image by Olichel Adamovich from Pixabay
The Reluctant Poet 