For it was a quiet love
two souls
seemed well inside one another’s
realm,
seems a sitting room
plush surroundings
and yet enough space to find some peace
in the moment
gone are the seconds of afterthought
now all forward
all the time
all the time
all the time you are asking me to perform,
when once,
I remember a quiet brigade
of ideas
a planned productive response.
What is it brings our fortune
to such depths to lack a simple reaction.?
© Scott F Savage 10/2021