Bahuba, maybe this one is more up your alley. I thought of the first two lines and the last three this morning. Filled in the rest when I got home. Sometimes free verse can be.. freeing. Only problem is it's tough to convey tempo without being able to read it myself. As always, please comment/critique. Thanks!
A verse.
A verse.. a curse upon my mind,
my soul, my love, ability to love, to think
Clearly.
Circling around, drowning out
of focus. There, then gone.
Fleeting, flitting back and forth, in and
out of my mind.
Where are you?
You..
The muse, my muse, my inspiration.
My reason for rhyming, the timing
of our meeting, lives aligning,
pieces falling together just so.
A single moment in time
is all it took for me.
Your eyes,
the sky, I'm falling through, falling free
from the moment, the single moment we shared.
Frozen.
In time..
And in that moment, you're there
you're mine
and then.... gone.



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