The Moment Poem by Robert Rittel

The unpredictably moment when strange eyes do embrace,
and myriads of senses creating that unique place.
Giving texture to known subtle melodies in haze,
sensuous lights awaken memories amazed.
Synchronicity and prophesy in play of light and shade,
sphere in soft colour weaving a dream parade.
Your smile speaks the language of surprising joy in time,
exchanging rhymes by the shore of promising everlasting prime.
A shroud in glad hues of shivering sensations manifold,
infused adrenalin pouncing my heart so bold.
In this gentle ecstasy of promised vain,
my words are numb, that I need to see you again.
Everything is holding me back to be my sole self,
as you are framed in this still stream of grace parallels.
Is this a vision or a waking dream of my illusion,
as you walk towards me, more to my confusion.
Charmed magic seems to open in this seeming deja vu,
aching pleasure and haunting joy sensation in plain view.
In this presence of allure in amorous feel and all beside,
I wanted to hold you in all comfort of might.
You told me that you are tied in of marriage by law,
but dreamed of me and remembered, being in awe.
You reached for my hand and explained to discover,
that in previous live we have been lovers.
My empty mind so deluded like in a dream strangely taken,
still not knowing, if I am awaken.