Moment’s Allure


With a laugh so great,
he throws his head back.
His words I await,
and the hurt does lack.

A smile so wide,
and a look that knows,
through the clouds I glide,
and feelings arose.

Every day a tease,
for tomorrow's not sure.
This moment I seize,
his promise does lure.

What could be or have been,
now is not the time.
Our story will begin,
when the moment is prime.

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