Though time may seem immediate
with passing turn hours, those minute
moments help define the way.
A certain glance, a look, a kiss
would thrill the heart of any man,
surely who might long refrain.
Setting where two people held kiss
an indiscretion speak sweet nostalgic
the world churning without a guess.
She stole his heart on that winter morning,
the angels, a week’s calendar breathing.
©️ Thom Amundsen 6/2021