Mist of Time ~ (Rain's Challenge)
(A highly regarded Poetfreak friend, Ron Peat, pointed out I was overly enamored of jamming, into every line, as many syllables as I possibly could... He was (and is) absolutely right but, for some reason, I just can’t seem to break the habit : /
Looking at you, here and now,
I’d never have believed
That the best and brightest part of you
Has yet to be perceived.
The mere remembrance of
The gentle contour of your face
Will instill in me the passion
Of an intimate embrace.
Forever’s just a second
When its finest aspect's passed.
No matter how we savor them
The years fly will fly too fast.
I hope I can appreciate,
When I’m old and wise,
The wonder of you, I now view
With inexpressive eyes.
But how might I ever hope to forgive
Wry irony's mordant crime
That will allow me only to see your worth
Through the distant mist of time.