Adorable Peregrine
( Part II)
The Encounter
At midweek's afternoon, the precious raptor flies,
The lovely creature vanishes in the skies.
The Young Falconer ponders, grace leaving his eyes,
Suddenly, the world darkens, no more sunrise.
Days pass, the tale takes turns anticlockwise,
Two days later, in a radiant day, affection seems to rise,
As the tamer drowns deep in her eyes,
Then, the atmosphere becomes shockingly wise.
Now, wonderful bonds instantly unfold,
Passions gleam brightly, a treasure of gold,
Feelings of unbroken, endless lines mold,
A delightful tale with no bound to hold.
Intricate connection in the time machine,
Young Falconer & Adorable Peregrine,
Insane moments, nuke torpedoes in a submarine.
Einstein declared,
“Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour.
Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute.”
“That's relativity”
Young Falconer declares,
“That's also love, fondness and mystery”
July 12th, 2024
By Young Fella
- Author: MRF (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 13th, 2024 12:14
- Comment from author about the poem: Albert Einstein « la distinction entre le passé, le présent et le futur n'est qu'une illusion tenace ».
- Category: Love
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