Fleeting

Chance in the stars, the sky, draws two together
in a dance of uncertainty’s spin, as two strangers,
like far-flung comets in the vast and cold  expanse,
collide, entangle,  and then ignite, in a fleeting
tender glance, a touch, an embrace, a passion
that seems directed by some enigmatic fate,
but all of this is as fragile as the moving universe,
for comets like humans can so easily fall apart.

 

23/7/2023