A Delicate Moment

     

 

 
   

   

   

   
 

 
     

     

We love for but a moment it seems,

just a touch of color… just a taste…

just a spark to electrify and provoke

our darkened dreams…

just enough to entice us in our haste

     

     
 

 

The hint of passion intoxicates

the promise of seduction excites

The illusion of fantasies almost real

deceive us through the night

 

 
     

     

Daylight breaks with the moment

reflections remove the masque

Color fades to Act 3... final curtain

the moment of ecstasy has passed

     

     
 

 

The cotton candy melts in our mind

leaving a bitter sweet taste behind

along with the questions that remain...

almost revealed in the intimacy

of a delicate moment in time

 

 
     

     

Copyright © October, 2000 Catherine (Kay) Powers a.k.a. CAT --

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