Forgotten in the
moment,
bent in a pentagram
for that first kiss.
Our collision
was complete.
Geometric. Reciprocal.
I wore it home on
the tram.
It concealed enough
of my eyes
to steal
sideways glances,
while our hands
became absolute.
Then I knew there
were hats in heaven.
Romantic
notions. Miracles.
When it was time
to go,
I left it behind
on purpose,
next to the trilby
at your door;
knowing I would
be back
to the golden
ratio,
lasting result of chance.
lasting result of chance.
tk/May 2015
R.A.D. breathes life into my words...
best to forget something guaranteeing a return visit and a kiss or two or.......
ReplyDeleteThat was lovely thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteFavorite line: "Then I knew there were hats in heaven." Also the geometry of love is fun in this: "geometric, reciprocal." Love this poem.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful and indeed some things often remind us of someone special.
ReplyDeleteOh I love the line about hats in heaven.. and the two hats joined is like the best of signals.
ReplyDeleteI love these sections:
ReplyDelete"Our collision was complete.
Geometric. Reciprocal."
"It concealed enough of my eyes
to steal sideways glances,
while our hands became absolute."
"to the golden ratio,
lasting result of chance."
Delicious writing!
I especially like 'the golden ration, lasting result of chance"!
ReplyDeleteYou have been so romantic lately! I love it Tess! Hugs!
ReplyDelete"our collision was complete." Collisions like this are, yes, the stuff poetry is made of (as you know well!)
ReplyDeleteThank you!
What a lovely story!
ReplyDeleteDelicate and quite engaging...
ReplyDeleteThat is so lovely. I read it over and over.
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Lovely as always, Tess.
ReplyDeleteI love that you put in 'the go back' clause.....def need more....lovely ;)
ReplyDeletenice...love this idea "It concealed enough of my eyes
ReplyDeleteto steal sideways glances,"
I left it behind on purpose ...lovely....
ReplyDeleteYou can leave it on.....
ReplyDeleteAlways leave that special door open for your return.... bravo.....may they dwell in love evermore.
ReplyDeleteNever trust a man who wears a trilby on a tram. Clearly a narcissist.
ReplyDeleteOther than that, nicely interposed images and flow.
Lush! (GB interpretation.Anna :o]
ReplyDelete"hats in heaven" - I love that image.
ReplyDeleteRomantic, charming, delightful ..love it, Tess.
ReplyDeleteHats in heaven that's a good notion
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
Echoes of times past - lovely.
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