Anticipation

Juliet balcony

my breath, caught
time’s strident march
seconds or hours, lend
no aid to define when
again I’ll see
those eyes of
burnt sienna, smile
luminous, inviting, till
my love, there, on high

photo and poem © by dC Lessoway

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