Glance
Indefinitely searching for an indescribable find. But the cacophony of everyday life renders me blind.
Show me the truth. I saw a flash of a soul once, behind some brown eyes. Fleeting. Flitting. Flirting. Before it said goodbye.
In the moment it peeked, ever so slight, was in an endearing touch. Almost unnoticeable, very light.
But that soul was not mine to be had and to pursue something that isn’t yours will cause destruction, ruin, and drive you mad.
So I go on with life wandering, wondering if I will ever glimpse something so pure, so sweet, innocent, nurturing; dare I say…loving, ever again. Because if one never experiences that in their lifetime, living would have been in vain.