Mourning Lovers

Beside the river of longing young lovers mourn, too
Fearful to succumb to the rising tide of lust
That threatens to engulf them, the rushing river
Races by, enticing them with a siren call, uttering
Promises that would allow the Devil to take all control.

The temptation is very nearly too much, lingering glances
Between the sweethearts combined with the tingling tune of
Passion, it wouldn’t take much to fall completely helpless
To the sound of yearning! Yet they remain, two lovers waiting
For the crossing to love to become safe, for the sheer
Volume of desire to wane…

That crossing never came.

Mourning lovers on the brink of sunrise, a final
Moment of happiness before the intimacy dies.


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