Ephemeral: Poetry


She was a sunkissed beauty
Under the basking rays
Her eyes held the flames
Of a thousand burning suns.
And my heart would beat
Stronger than the blistering heat
Oh, and our kiss!
But our kiss was ephemeral
The bliss
Even more so
Perhaps the flames of passion,
Couldn’t compete with the love of my soulmate!
Who she was not
And I was so fortunate
To have found the truth.

© 2016 Mind Pickles


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