Fleeting Love
Hearts quicken like batting eyelashes Fluttering against the wall of our chests An abstruse feather in the wind In my lung In yours A blip of light in the spectrum of the universe A single speck of dust in the eye For hearts to quicken like batting eyelashes A lone bulb tinkling on a string Over the chasm of darkness In out in out Go the breaths In out in out Go the hearts Until flicking and seizing The feather floats to the ground The universe consumes the chink of light And dust settles and wedges deeper In And the sole bulb winks out. -anna sluder