A dark and frosty morning
snow sprinkled ground
icing sugar nice
but under that
hard cold ice
A building stands alone
subdued
radiator warm
keeping out
the waiting storm
A solitary plane
indolently waits
frost-cool
taking on
a load of fuel
A young couple
stand alone
fever hot
root bound plants
in a pot
Arms entwined
a desperate
sleep trance
passionate
they dance
A hand
through the hair
tender touch
so subtle
says so much
An insatiable
deep drink look
selfless stare
self absorbed
emotions bare
A sigh
helpless
terminal tear
wells up
time is here
A final
desperate glance
a backward look
a closing
of a book
Miles high
as if to dare
a distant stare
but on the runway
there’s no-one there
A pathetic
tearful wave
encapsulates
in a second
their fates
Suddenly its white
a cloud
a forlorn call
“my love”
the curtain falls!
