Fleeting Encounters
you fell in love with a drifter
unfamiliar with eternity
or love everlasting
each smile
mocking your foolishness
every gesture
trespasses
when your joy
has no meaning in another
neither your sadness
nor sorrow
you are alone
delirium fades
euphoria turns into despair
the moment
passes
the silence
lingers
a fleeting encounter
awaiting its goodbye
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Sing in me, Muse, through me tell the story
of that man skilled in all ways of contending,
the wanderer, harried for years on end,
after he plundered the stronghold
on the proud height of Trop.
of Troy....
solly
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