Part 22 (Redone Pygmallion)

So the beat goes on.

Met when they were truly movement
– laughter,
rising,
vital movement.
Happy feeling
merry furrow
never falling
here tomorrow.
Grown together,
flown together
and should ever be
together:
Never truant,
ever fluent,
blinding couple:
double brightening.
Then…
An age passed
so entrancing,
quick as lightening
fast
and frightening!
Ages;
stages –
ageing.
Passing
on a slowing
rhythm –
forming out
a glowing ending,
silent
standing
once outstanding.
Now a status
statue standing,
mindless,
flightless,
in an empty heart
(so lightless).
And
in time
momentless
– solid;
as rock!

Mañana: Part 23

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