Kairos
A rainy eve, soft tires pass us on the street.
June, you, the spring of my heart, my sweet!
You, my eternal bliss, with cascades of love in just one kiss.
How mighty Aphrodite caught us both!
Standing in the gentle rainin SF on Polk Street.
Forever afloat in a love's sweetest boat.
Why are you always intensely here?
Because you are my fate, so dear.
I try so hard in words to capture,
My love for you, who is my forever rapture.
Do all lovers feel this lost?
To love and never count the cost!
August 17,2920
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