Affair
I float
Inevitably linked to the aura of you
And penetrated by your psyche
The air of our romance
Entangled in the now
And tomorrow
And yesterday
Bending time and consequence
To the will of the Fates
I hover
Lost in the moment of you
Caught in your snare
The hearth of our passion
Burned eternally
In the sequence
And randomness
And predictability
Of our journey
The petty significances
Of life
Splash coyly about us
Revealing the fragility
And strength
Both hidden and boisterously
Taunting from the recesses of our ecstasy
What is this—
This love?
Memos from the Middle 