A Time for Love – a poem by Nancy Fijan

A Time for Love

O, she let go the rusty pendulum,
oscillating to the beat of her heart –
Composing passionate seconds beyond
a sycophant’s woeful, sad addiction.

Sweet, sweet crescendo of her sonata,
delicate fingers strumming his lost soul –
Indelible lightness, throes of one love,
for a million harmonious minutes.

Warming with fever, notes filling her mind,
hours of deep, sound desire…legato
Leaving before this bar of music ends,
futile, enchanting strings calling her back.

Do the right thing and go to her, she said
to the boy, helping him become a man –
Eternal libidinous interlude
forever adorns her…a time for love.

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