There were sparkling sands
And an attempt to taste a
Drink concocted of herbs and syrup
To make a delicious potion
Of what others would find
Inviting for love
At their lips
A pause and a need to
Bury our loved ones
Hold onto remnants of them
And still keep the power
Of the crystal separate
What would such magic do
What could spring forth
Forged in a time vacant of
Predetermined outcomes
Just present instance
That did it
Sold deal
What did it?
You and me here
What’s the analysis
If the outcome doesn’t matter
Lots of words
Too much chatter
I’d like to
Seal the deal with you
© GÄ
Poétique 