We meet again –chance
Two flights one destination
One week two agendas
Dinner at seven tomorrow
Attraction –cloaked
A kiss in the dark
Words that disappear at the touch of our hands
Caution consigned to oblivion
Daylight detachment –confusion
Complicity in a subtle smile
Desire dispersed in pragmatism
A just-friends agreement
Concert at the palace –chaos
Conscious dismissal of boundaries
Distance dissolved in rapture
A storm
We embraced each other –silent farewell
Two flights two destinations
Freedom no path
A choice
_____Adriana Citlali
XXIV-VI-MMXVI
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When space is silence... 
June 24, 2016 at 12:04 am
lovely =)
June 24, 2016 at 12:28 am
Saludos y un abrazo.
June 24, 2016 at 12:20 am
I enjoy your poetry, it mirrors life!
June 24, 2016 at 12:46 am
A lot of colliding emotions here–I especially like the contrast between the night time kiss and the daytime detachment. We’ve all been there, as in: thinking all day about what happened the night before REALLY meant! Nicely done.
June 24, 2016 at 2:06 am
So sad to not be able to love openly. One has to wonder about what is not said.
June 24, 2016 at 2:21 am
i like the turn from two fights, one destination, to two. Sadly some journeys are not meant to be shared together.
June 24, 2016 at 6:20 am
So much happening underneath – and so hard to stay in that tension. Love the abrevated form… Sometimes a story is stronger by saying less.
June 24, 2016 at 6:36 am
Kavaliersdelikt? 😉
June 24, 2016 at 6:49 pm
It’s just a story… 😉
June 24, 2016 at 11:09 am
Whistles!! Oh Adriana this is absolutely to die for 😀
Lots of love,
Sanaa
June 24, 2016 at 6:48 pm
Thank you so much!
June 24, 2016 at 7:17 pm
Excellent story poem. I so enjoy the contrast between day and night and the emotions.