In That Moment

As we stood there for that moment She had caught me in a stare, In a gaze of such atonement That the wind blew from her hair... Against a gusts in my direction So the leaves that fell could swirl, About our busts with such perfection That each strand I touched would curl... Pulling gently at my ego Tugging softly at my heart, In such a way that only she knows Hugging onto me could start .... Slowing time as if to read me Like I was an open book, Not just a bind of pages bleeding Begging for a second look.... And it was within that moment That will never come again, I could tell that she would own it So we could be more than friends..... Terry WWW.WhiteLionPoetry.com