Spontaneous
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What we felt was spontaneous
feelings easy to navigate,
other thoughts were extraneous
fixation or not love won't wait.
Lost in the portal of our eyes
what we felt was spontaneous,
as tangible as starry skies
its intrigue consentaneous.
Doubts were but momentaneous
for we'd shared a revelation,
what we felt was spontaneous
our hearts needed no translation.
There was no need to verbalize
sweet words were miscellaneous
we had no wish to patronize
what we felt was spontaneous.
(Quatern)
01/20/2020
Eight word challenge 1 2020 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2020
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