Short-term Romance

…and just like that

it all made sense

the everyday pettiness rolled out with the tide

leaving a calm and obvious answer

a lifted weight

a second bottle of red half-way gone

dancing, laughing, spirits soaring on the backs of gulls

the whimsical flash-pan love of holiday romanticism skipped from star to star like glistening steppingstones

new lips rose forgotten goosebumps

soft hands revitalised waning faces

a desire to keep on going

to never sleep again

drove on by the fear

that come morning, we wouldn’t remember a thing.  

Published by Christopher Moore

Poems, short stories and gibberish. In no particular order.

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