A nook
An alcove
A cranny
A safe place
To hide away
While the unthinkable
Becomes inevitable
A nook
An alcove
A cranny
A safe place
To hide away
While the unthinkable
Becomes inevitable
When the architecture
Makes a passenger jet
Lifting into the sky
Seem like an anachronism
From a time passed
So very long ago…
She fluttered an eyelash
Yes, just the one
Not a wink
But a feathery whisper
Undetectable
To those not seeking it
As she knew I was
And my heart replied
With a flutter of its own
A quickening
Which rose to my flesh
Undetectable
To those not seeking it
As I knew she was
In them the complexity of life
Perfect imperfection
Destabilized and fortified
A confusion of order
A diffusion of resolution
I breathe in
The beauty of opposites
Comprising the oneness
Of being