Magic

Magic fell like snowflakes,
That frosty Christmas Eve.
We began that day as friends
But slowly two hearts weaved.

Frozen fountain-fumbling,
Then in the taxi back.
A night charged with promise
Along a one-way track.

But neither one was free
To follow that night through.
We each had our own loves,
And things we would not do.

We kissed a final time,
The longest of goodbyes.
Then went to face the music.
Breaking hearts and weeping eyes.

The snow that fell that night
Was melted by the sun.
All that fleeting magic,
Now regrets for what we’d done.

 

Written for: http://andytownend.com/2015/12/07/poetry-101-rehab-magic/

 

Photo: flickr.com/photos/arileu/9607563613

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Author: Al Lane

Writer, Poet, Daydreamer

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