I saw you dance across the way, and held the moment forever. The shining of eyes, the half-smile of hidden truths, nothing mattered where money used to divide. It did not matter where I came from, where we were going. For once, the present was eternal, one I would never find again after we were broken.
I knew time and tide rushed us into significance and created illusions in spaces once void. I knew these memories would stay with me like no other boy had. You were gone, a vapour from a distant dream, one I tried to keep in my experience, a gift I yearn to accept and understand.
We danced around mind and imagination, feeling into the future that cruelly made us void. I would have journeyed on and waited in the growing spaces between us, but you would never be there. I fell into a world I could no longer find joy in, where once my heart overflowed.
What happened along the way and the premonitions that tantalized my spirit? I dreamt you up one fateful, beautiful day, and awoke in tears as you left. Six months later, I found you, but you laid goodbye upon me with the touch of your hand. We danced away into the infinite night and I never found a trace of you again, when morning broke my heart.