A moment taken.
A stolen kiss.
A breath, lost on wind.
A line crossed.
A fatal blow.
Trust so fragile, vanishes like frost in the sun.
A tear dropped.
A dream forgotten.
A childhood skipped, unnoticed till now.
A life lived too soon.
A heart, not yours.
A seed that grows into a child.
A promise made.
A promise broken.
A secret told, no longer hidden.
The finishing touch.
The last word.
This final line of verse.
Written by Francis de Aguilar Jan 2015©
art direction: Claire Palmer