Neville

A Scatter of Moments

A Scatter of Moments

 

She was far more than a scatter of moments

a series of

breath-taking dreams ..

Part familiar

yet somehow remaining distant and torn

along the line

of some fucking invisible seam ..

She was stillness and silent, a sparkle a glint ..

She was the scent

of wild flowers, of rivers and streams ..

Yes indeed,

she was a scatter of moments, a calm soothing

balm on a hot summer day

She was a lover

a stranger an enigma a friend ..

She was wholesome, yet broken, a cool mist

and a promise

at the end of a very long day ..

Yes, my love was more than a scatter of moments by far ..