We revived our journey with vigor. Our encounter with hesitation.

Clandestine were our meetings and discrete were our movements.

Expectations unknown, our motivation was our desire.

Jarred by memories of the past, haunted by reactions of long ago.

Confusions of feelings, involuntary inner battles.

Prompted by dreams of desires. Longing for what could have been.

Aware of popular norms, we agreed to ere on the side of caution.

Feelings of self-discovery and personal identity

Affection and the pursuit of the attendant joy.

Loyalty induced and inherent, passions stifled and alive.

Theories proven now. Curiosity rests.

You and I, two of a kind. Intertwined in our discovery.

United by our identity, scared by our feelings.

We push and pull. Cuddles, half kisses and a distant look.

For an evening, it was exciting. For two, it defined bliss.

In each other’s arms we lay and mused at our happy lot.

Stolen and sweet. Decadent and sublime.

Like the feel of water to the arid spirit of a desert traveler, we held on to the savor of our joy. Knowing of the fleeting moments, we half cherished the ticking of time.

Now, all passion spent and all feelings confused,

Our hearts aspining and our moments adrifting.

Cold feet we now drag as fear returns ahaunting.

Our paths ne’er crossing. Love’s embers cool in the heat of the day.

We sing we do and yet our song unknown.

And deep down, our colorful knowledge as a rainbow in the evening sky.

And our love never to be undermined planted on the banks of Euphrates.

A feeling we both wish was not ours, ‘I’, abandoned with an embrace.

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I am an apostate puritan and a lost soul, so to say. I am also an active researcher in law and artificial intelligence. Check me out on LinkedIn and my other website - www.ourmirandarights.com