She was like
A breath of fresh air
In a scorching desert
Refreshing yet fleeting
Gone sooner than she arrived
Which makes you think
Was she real or just a make believe
Yet even as she vanished
She was able to provide
A few moments of reprieve
From the discord
That I feel
Like music
Floating
Like leaves
In a puddle
Rippling the tears
Of an unsolved riddle
Life and love merged
In that transient moment
Time and space
Bent forward and backwards
As if light passing through a crooked prism
Bathing my being
In a dance
Of light and shadow
And defining my very existence
Even for but a faint second
How can a short episode
Of a union of souls
Rival a lifetime
Of pre-supposed peace?
How can love so pure and true
And enduring
Be shrouded in lies?
Author's Note: This is one of the few surviving free verses I wrote impromptu from college
